"Those idiots! Do I have to do everything on my own?" Lately, every call he had gotten bore bad news, another phone met its demise while not even a minute later he was a pulling out a new one from its box. His 'office' desk had a drawer full of phones, Timothy had emptied a phone store after he'd ended up being punished because of a broken phone. The man had broken his phone but when a client had given him an earful, Timothy had suffered instead.
"I didn't think you had such incompetent people working for you." A nasally voice spoke up from the guest seat by his desk. Someone among the day's 'lambs of laughter' gasped in disbelief. No one has ever talked back to Dr. Hann and lived to complete their sentence but not this woman. If you asked anyone they would tell you she was more psychotic
