Some other architect told me to "slow down on my burrito" hours later. You're lucky I'm a deaf mute today, bucko.
Scheduling interviews for Lieutenant over the phone and I ask for their emails to confirm the appointments. Would it kill you to provide quasi-professional sounding email addresses, people? "Doctor and nurse @ yahoo dot," one candidate started to say.
"Are you the doctor or the nurse?" I interrupted him. He won a few points back by claiming to be the nurse in the equation.
I had my own interview with Parole today, and managed to get through it without puking on myself nor anyone on the panel. The dude manning the door has a calming effect on me, because he looks like Rob Zombie. I don't know if that's meant to scare away prospective aggro parolees or what, but I'm down.