Maybe my marriage is over, but at least I got a good show.

It’s been a major part of my job — as a mid-level manager with a large national company — to travel frequently to other cities either to meet with clients to help resolve issues for them or to fix problems at one of our widely spread branch offices. Three weeks ago while I was in my office on my computer, an inter-office e-mail appeared which clearly wasn’t meant for me. It was sent by Garry, a company vice president who happened to be the CEO’s idiot son in-law. The e-mail had been intended for three of my coworkers, but Garry somehow included me in the distribution list. Like I said, he’s an idiot.

The e-mail informed the guys that I was going to be going out of town for the next week and that he’d already called my... Leer Más