"If you guys could come in early on Saturday and Sunday, that'd be great"
"If you could send me the utilization reports by 5PM, that'd be great"
It's official. I became this guy.
Can you even imagine the shame I felt when I realized I had ended not one but two sentences in the same day with "that'd be great". (And to cover up, I threw in a "Red Swingline stapler" joke before the minions started cracking up around me. I don't think it helped.)
I coulda been somebody, you know? Like The Dude. Or Sam Spade. Of all the memorable film characters available to me, I had to choose Bill Lumbergh.
So who wants to show up at work in a Hawaiian shirt and jeans?