Take a step back folks

'Cause I'm gonna get loud here:

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Do I effing care about the non-golf activities for the 2008 convention?

Do I effing care if we've booked a golf course yet for the 2008 convention?

Do I effing care why the local paper only has a 3-line obit for Laura while her hometown paper has a major write up?

Do I effing care that you disabled your wireless in your never-ending tinkering around with the computers when you don't know what the heck you're doing and now you can't get online unless you're physically connected to the network?

Do I effing care that you can't remember your password to logon for the fifth day in a row?

Do I effing care that you can't find work in your department for your part-time data entry people?

Do I effing care that we're out of coffee?

NO.

I DO NOT.

So stop pestering me every flippin' other minute! And don't ask me again if I have anything for your data-entry to do. Nothing changed since the last time you asked me - 10 freakin' minutes ago. I've got a convention starting in one week and I've got a program and roster to get to the printer; program sponsor hasn't sent me their ad for the back cover; entertainment hinted at but no contracts; no idea who is to be paid what, when and where; two hikes to arrange beverages/snacks for and I have NO sponsor that I know of for these events; one of our major prize sponsors hasn't confirmed they're donating this year and I need to go buy the prize; courses filed for continuing education credit but no approvals yet; paperwork yet to prepare for a course that must be filed today or I lose a major in-house program and source of income...

Screw the coffee. Someone get me a long island iced tea.