Bramble Tamble

So I'm training New Person today. And - boy, this isn't getting old or nothing - Doom comes up to my desk and says, "Traitor." (You know, for leaving.)

Staring straightforward at my computer screen, without missing a beat, I said, "Asshole who doesn't pay me enough."

And, yeah, he was kidding, and no, I wasn't, but you know.

In my waning days in this position, I've found that I've lost my sense of tact. Why do I have a feeling that my mouth is, all of a sudden, going to get me in trouble?

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