Ok, so you know those days when absolutely everything just adds to your already heaping pile of frustration?  Well, yesterday was by far one of those days.  While I really don't have anything to rightly bitch about the point is I still want to bitch.  Pitiful. 

One of my bosses is in the habit of sitting in his office and and yelling for people until they walk in there.  Not that he's mad, he just yells your name as if you've suddenly been demoted to his dog.  Unfortunately though, he never asks any of us if we want a treat.  Just carries on in there like someone super-glued his ass to his chair.

And god forbid you not show up right away.  Should you dare to yell back he lets out an overexaggerated sigh and asks if you could "please" come in for a moment.  Please?  I'd have to say in my "Dear Abby" opinion that you dropped the formality of using such a word at the door the moment you began yelling our names. 

What's his weakness?  Is it nails on a chalk board screeching, people talking to themselves, what?  Whatever it is I want to find it and do it.  Just to get my point across, sadly he probably wouldn't even "get it".  Ugh.