Friday

Susan, come get this file from me.
As soon as my nails dry. Yes Ma’am, right away.
Susan, what do I pay you for?
To paint my nails, stupid bitch. I understand Ma’am, I’ll be right there.
Tell me, why does my husband cheat on me?
I’m sorry Ma’am?
Frankly. I feel it must be related to me, so out with it.
Because he likes to taste me. I’m not quite sure what you mean, Ma’am?
Oh, fiddlesticks Susan, fiddlesticks. Everyone here knows. Look at them.
Well you hired them all, Ma’am, you are the boss.
So it would seem.