"Is the lot clear?" I was asked.
"No," I answered, "there were too many carts for me to do, and the lot started out messy"
"Well, you should have told me there was a problem. Now, go out and clear the lot." (Which I did.)
What's wrong with this picture?: The messenger was being punished for the bad news. I take some minor responsibility for not informing Mrs. Magoo about the problem, but it's not my fault I can't do more than several hundred carts an hour (no exaggeration.) To say I was mildly irritated is understatement. Comments?
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