I was laid off.
I was fired “for cause.” It reminds me of my mother saying I had to do something “Just because.”
I hit my boss.
There were unsolved murders of three of my co-workers.
I hadn’t really thought about it.
They used to make fun of me, but soon they learned better.
I put on a mean face and hold my breath so I turn red and seem angrier.
I threaten loudly.
I get very close, then slowly and softly describe the pain I will inflict.
The wizard from The Wizard of Oz.
Freddy Krueger from Nightmare on Elm Street.
Nurse Ratched from One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.
Hannibal Lector from Silence of the Lambs.
I do my best work in fields with a lot of underbrush.
I roam the fields of North Queensland, Australia.
I’m quite proficient in fields with plenty of flowers.
Not fields. I work best in trees.
I think I’m pretty well liked, but people tend to push me around.
People are generally intimidated by me.
I’m very easy to get along with as long as people see things my way.
People may say bad things about me … once.
I can tell a good joke.
I can carry a tune.
I am extremely patient.
I do not suffer fools. Yes, that is a skill. I warn you, don’t start with me!
Probably. I get better every day.
I teach; other people learn.
No. I pretty much take people as they are.
I guess it’s just people who infringe on my personal space.
I have a deep disdain for people from all walks of life.
Every time I hear “Waltzing Matilda.”
I have no tear ducts, Einstein.
That’s a good question. Come closer to me for a second, okay?