He’s doing it again.
El Jefe: “To ease the sting of delivering the product [six months late], I was thinking…”
Captain Sarcastic: “Please, stop.”
El Jefe: “… let’s add a new font or two.”
Captain Sarcastic: “It always comes down to colored fonts with you, doesn’t it?”
El Jefe: “Wouldn’t that be valuable to customers?”
Captain Sarcastic: “You just told me we’re going to need twelve sigma staffing to deliver the product.” [I really want to say: you are fucking insane.] “With what resource?”
El Jefe: “I’m thinking of using off-shore labor to do the work.
Captain Sarcastic: [Of course. He wants me to justify this for him.] “So no matter what I say, you’re going to do this anyway, right?”
El Jefe: [blank stare, Waiting... for... selective... input...]
Captain Sarcastic: “Wingdings.”
