Lovers Quarrel
I was angry as I stormed down the hallway. His office door was open so I barged in slamming the door rather abruptly behind me. Fortunately his side of the office was vacant this late at night. “Here is your damned budget!” I snapped tossing a hard copy of the file we had been emailing back and forth onto his desk. My tone immediately set him on the defensive. “What the hell? I told you I needed this by today, I’ve been telling you for a month this was due on the first. I have a deadline.” He...