The idiot manager stopped by my office today. He wasted my entire morning when I could be doing something useful, such as hacking into his computer and sending thousands of dating requests to desperate women, complete with his personal vid address. I'm sure his wife would be gratified to know that he is never lonely.
Yawn. He must mistake me for someone who cares about his petty little problems. Yes, no one else has any and it's nice to know someone is less fortunate than I am (at twenty times my salary). I especially like the story about him having to pay so much taxes on the bonus check that he received for being such a good manager, on my work.
Note: Must remember to 'accidentally' send one of those dating requests to his wife.