We'll talk, later...

I don't mind being labeled a fuck-up if I did indeed fuck up but what bothers me is fucking up due to equipment failure.

Normally, I enjoy nothing more than caressing the large scale plotter and whispering all sweet and shit to the temperamental lovely but sometimes I need to get my shit done.

Can we please talk about this later, after you print out the eight maps I need? I promise I will give you all the attention you want after the print job is done.

She gave me four of what I requested, every one had to be begged for, then folks couldn't wait any longer ...and this isn't the normal city neighborhood type crap this is the big time stuff.

Oh, well.