1. My boss is an incompetent pothead who rarely does anything more than text his friends, tweet, and embarrass himself in social situations. (I know he sounds like he's 19, but he's in his gaddamn fifties.)
2. His boss is an evil demon woman who feeds on children's souls and probably fuzzy kittens, too.
3. A large group of us had a long and painful meeting this afternoon in which one of the open questions would have been resolved if Demon had read the marketing plan I submitted last year, right before I went out on maternity leave.
If you were me, would you:
a) send Demon last year's marketing plan, at the risk of making Cheech look like a slacker for not passing it on?
b) encourage/remind Cheech to pass it along, knowing there's a 95% chance that he won't, because he'll become distracted by some bright, shiny object and will never think of my plan again?
c) suck it up, keep your plan to yourself (and Cheech) because the whole thing seems futile and you're already looking for a new job?
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