Oh Adam, oh Adam, oh Adam.
How you let me down after my faith in you recently. You were a wee bit of a wet blanket tonight, and I think it was fair you should have gone. I know its a bit late to give you advice, but you might have saved yourself if you sold yourself a bit more. For instance, you could have said that 'knowing how strong Katie and Christine were at bargaining, you deliberately chose to pair them up to give the best chance of getting the lions share of discounts'. Or something.
See, I know how to smooth talk.
And held your hands up to a few things. And rather than name calling with Katie - or was it a lobster with a pink wig standing in for her tonight? - I would have laid it out a bit clearer. Told Sir A that she clearly has a personal issue with me and rather than focussing on the tasks, her primary focus is to get rid of me for personal reasons. Which begs serious questions about what is most important - doing the job to the best of her abilities with no agenda, or other darker reasons.
Oh, and Katie, dont be such a hypocrite by saying someone else has a forked tongue. All you do is look down your nose at everyone and bitch - nothing else comes out of your mouth.
So yes, sorry Adam, you fucked up and got booted.
But Katie, fuck me, youre one nasty conceited arrogant bitch.
Your uppance will come. Hopefully next week.
