That’s Not What I Meant You walked out of that conversation replaying it on an infinite loop. The words you chose weren’t the words you intended. Now you’re lying in bed at 2 a.m., cycling…
Yes, you fucking morons — you. You have no universally agreed-upon definition for communication, and yet you told me you communicated mission parameters to the corporal. Did he even receive the information you just pushed…
The guy from the warehouse turned pale. He didn’t need a psychologist to diagnose him. The guy was falling apart in real time. He was doing okay, on a roll, until the CFO entered the…