Quite possibly the email that solidified my place in my boss's shit bowl at the magazine.
From: Dan Morris
Sent: Friday, May 05, 2006 8:41 AM
To: M-Town Mikey ; Bobby Fair Housing
Subject: Yech
Out of habit, I just grabbed my coffee mug and took a slug…of watery, flat orange soda I didn’t finish before I left work yesterday.
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From: M-Town Mikey
Sent: Friday, May 05, 2006 8:48 AM
To: Dan Morris; Bobby Fair Housing
Subject: RE: Yech
You might say ‘yech,’ but you mean ‘yuck.’
-M-Town Mikey
Copywriter
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From: Dan Morris
Sent: Friday, May 05, 2006 8:53 AM
To: M-Town Mikey; Bobby Fair Housing
Subject: RE: Yech
No, I’m feeling Yiddish today.
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From: M-Town Mikey
Sent: Friday, May 05, 2006 8:59 AM
To: Dan Morris; Bobby Fair Housing
Subject: RE: Yech
You should go to your boss and throw the orange soda at him and say “I can’t work under these conditions! I’m just a man, like other men! I’m not some kind of magical super Jesus!” and when he gets mad at you for throwing the orange soda at him you say “Don’t be unreasonable!” and then you start singing a spiritual and when you get to the ‘Let My People Go’ part you shake your jazz hands, and when you get fired you say ‘You can’t fire me!’ and while everyone is waiting for you to say ‘I quit!’ you take out a giant electromagnet and run around the office and erase all the hard drives.
-M-Town Mikey
Copywriter
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