The lady at Subway who made my sandwich asked me if I was management, because when I ordered I told her all the required information at once. (This woman has clearly never worked in a corporate environment…) Then after chatting more she said I SHOULD be management. Then we talked about how one could go about drinking in the morning and not get noticed.
So. Every Mark of my acquaintance (because you’re all managers): consider yourselves on notice.
I WILL HAVE YOUR JOBS. (Even if I don’t want them. It is my Subway Destiny.)