While on a conference call, I learned a new word: cross-collaboration. Neat, huh? I almost spit-up my coffee. My boss and I had a good chuckle, while on mute, and it wasn't until an hour or so later that it actually began to really irritate me. This person, who probably makes a nauseatingly high salary, consistently uses a cut-and-paste method when forming words and/or sentences. Oh no, not just verbally, but also in his writing; bleeding from the eyes should not be a symptom of reading emails. You know, if he weren't so arrogant, I don't think he'd elicit such vehement responses from people. It disgusts me that he occupies a position of such power and control without the ability to form and communicate a coherent thought. Not only that, he is unorganized; dishonest; and does not follow through with anything. He is completely unprepared every single week. I feel like screaming, "What do you do all day?! "Power-tie1" You are atonal. Your "contributions" shipwreck effulgent ideas. The pile of excrement, floating lazily in your cerebrospinal fluid, is the vanguard of our pathetic, weekly encounter. Through the door you hold open with an ignorant courtesy, run savage, murderous conglomerations of words; relentlessly slaying anything that resembles structure, intelligence, or beauty. May God have mercy on our souls. -Dembadon 1: Name(s) have been changed to reveal the true identity of the individual(s) in the story.