This morning

This morning I'm more tired than any other morning and my stupid alarm goes off. I snooze it twice, as normal, and the third ring I barely drag myself out of bed. I get to work less than 20 minutes later, 7:13 a.m. Unfortunately for me, this is the exact time the president was getting in. Trying to avoid having him say something to me about being late, I called to him, "Good morning!" as he crossed the parking lot. He's got that look on his face - the one he gives when he's "got your number". Half smiling, and looking out the side of his eyeball holes. He replies, "Good afternoon! Well it's close enough to 7 anyways, isn't it."

I chuckled a nervous chuckle and agreed with him. We made it through the lobby doors together and as he passes me he says, "Let's start the new year with coming in on time, at 7. Ok?"

11:30 rolls around. He calls me from a conference room, nice as can be to me. "Yea, Dennis and I are staying in for lunch, can you get a sandwich from Subway for us?" Well, no, I didn't have to go pick it up myself, Guillermo did. But rrrrrrrrrrr!!!!

Yes, I shouldn't have been late, but can this guy compliment anything I do? He is constantly picking on my about one thing or another.