Better ask this employee please!
My husband needed office help on weekends and asked if I could pitch in. I said "Sure!, thinking this would be a chance for us to spend extra time together. I began fantasizing about extended lunch hours in little cafes and bistros.
That Saturday I took a seat in the reception area of his office. My office chair could twirl 360 degrees, there were paper clips to bend, and a paper shredder to play with. This was going to be fun!
Soon phones began ringing, faxes fell to the floor and clients came in with questions. I was trying to do everything at once when my husband comes to my desk and asks me to place a call for him. Now, (and I remember this part very clearly) he never used the word "please". I was burning mad at this point and he knew it. I didn't speak to him for the rest of the day.
On the drive home, I told him "I will never work for you again! You couldn't even say 'please'! Don't ever ask me to help out again!" I then hear his voice in a low whisper: "Youre fired!"
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