That's the difference between me and you...

# Hours Awake - 11
# Cups of Coffee - 9
# Hours Left of Work - 2

"You see, that's the difference between me and you."

Damn, that's probably the last thing you want your wickedly successful boss to say to you...ever. I remember thinking, "Damn that's cold." I thought, "Shit, he's essentially saying this is why I'm successful and why you'll end up living on a bench with an advertisement for "LA's Best Abogado" sucking dick for cash. (It was implied)
What I wanted to say was, "Well, I don't think that's the only difference between me and you buuuuut..."
Of course, what I actually said was, "Yes sir " Unless you count the internal sound of my brain trying to bore a whole through his head telepathically. It doesn't work fyi.
The specifics are unimportant but let's put it this way: It's fucking 9:30 in the morning on a Saturday mind you, and I'm at his house under the burning sun trying to fix something for HIM. Did I mention that it had been a particularly hard week and do you know what people do on Friday nights after particularly hard weeks. Yep, that's right.
And then all of this culminates into this shit? Come on.
Long story short, It pissed me off.
So I watched his dog take a shit on his office carpet and didn't tell him about it.

-s