What's that, Boss? You made a deal with someone you don't trust? Oh, but they're sending a check by overnight mail ... to me? And I have to wait for it? Oh, thank you. You know how I love when you manage my time and make deals for me and put me at the mercy of someone else's schedule. Don't even look for me this afternoon. As soon as that package gets here, I'm lighting out for the territories.
About those new business cards you wanted ... the ones with seven different phone numbers on them ... I was going to order them today, but I don't think I'll have time. What with the waiting around all day. To tell you the truth, I'm a little embarrassed to walk into a print shop and give them an order that looks so stu- uh, ridicu- wait a minute, what I'm trying to say is- Never mind. I'll try to get around to it tomorrow, if I get time.
Ah, look at the clock. This is the time I'm usually at the bank or the post office. Today I'm staring out the window. I've been looking down the driveway a lot, as if that would make the delivery truck get here faster. So far, it doesn't seem to be working. At least it hasn't started raining yet. Yet.
Do I seem edgy? I hate not being in control. I'm not used to it any more, and to tell you the truth I never did like being supervised. That's why we work so well together, because you're three hundred miles away. Remember those years when we worked in the same office? Neither one of us liked it much. It's a good thing you were hardly ever around, or I wouldn't have lasted this long.
I'm taking my break now. And it's going to last until the delivery guy knocks on the door. Or until I get bored enough to find some work to do. I know, there's plenty of stuff I could be doing, but I don't feel like doing it just because I can't be doing what I want to do.
It's a good thing you can't read my mind, because I don't think it would help our relationship. It's a good thing I can't read yours either though, isn't it? Because I know you don't think much of me. You think I do my job well, but you don't have much respect for me as a person, because I'm not as ambitious as you are.
That's funny, isn't it? The reason I'm still with you is that I'm the kind of person you look down on. I've heard you call people "wimps," because they back down when you bellow at them. I don't let you bellow, though, do I? I just back down before you get the chance. That's my job.
Excuse me, there's someone at the door.