My boss has the tremendous habit (when he is actually in the dealership), of coming into the office and looking straight at my screen, with the now dreaded words, "Is that work?", usually followed by "Come on [throwaway_burn]! Focus! Get some fucking work done!"
"I am getting fucking work done, Larry. This right here is work. Unless you know how to code a script to get the data this site needs from our web servers with no documentation, then this is how I know to solve that problem. Did you still want it solved or has something changed?"
"I am getting fucking work done, Larry. This right here is work. Unless you know how to code a script to get the data this site needs from our web servers with no documentation, then this is how I know to solve that problem. Did you still want it solved or has something changed?"