How To Piss Off Anybody, and Get Nobody To Do What You Want

Here's what happened today (early this evening):

7:05 PM: I went in to tell Mrs. Magoo I was done with the lot, and was leaving.
She said: "is the lot clear?"
I said: "reasonably" (which in my opinion, it was; not as clean as you might want, but reasonable. There were some (maybe 15 or 20 loose carts, needing to be gathered,) but not a lot.)

She said: "well, you can't leave until the lot is clear." (meaning, I guess, no carts in the parking lot.)
I called Ana V. on the intercom, and explained the situation, and asked her to come down and look at the lot for herself.

After a little while, she came down, and commented: "a little messy." I explained it was not my fault, and she said, I understand, but we need to work together on this, as we are short-handed. I said I still didn't understand why I had to stay if it wasn't my fault, and she said: "fine, leave."

Frustrated, but feeling guilty, I stayed until 7:20 clearing the lot with the French Legionnaire. The parking lot was immaculate. I punched out, and left.

Here's my beef: why couldn't Mrs. Magoo say: "we're short-handed right now, and I would appreciate it if you could please get all the carts off the lot." Even Ana was a little circumspect about the please, and I, as usual, tested her (admittedly short) patience, but, still, it was worlds more than I got from Mrs. M.

I don't mind being treated as if I were dumber than a sheepherder (we baggers are not, and I remind readers of the warning about getting what you expect), but if you want something extra from me, why not ask nicely instead of quoting rule 59 (you can't leave until the lot is clear, and, no, there is no rule 59.) You might quote a silly rule if you are dealing with a 12 year old, but I am not.

I invite questions and comments.