Stopped by the office on my way to the airport and made SWF cry. She sent me some client review links to some landing pages and obviously had not reviewed them before they went to the client. They were totally half-assed and she didn’t even catch that some content was missing and links were broken.
Me: How about you stop wondering why some jackass isn’t calling you and start doing your job?
Her: Wwwwhhhhaaaattt?
Me: What is right. What happened this morning is totally unacceptable and I’m almost afraid to get on a plane today and leave you managing this client relationship on your own.
Her: {cries uncontrollably}
Maybe I was a little harsh. And I had too much caffeine this morning. But really. I should take KansasAddy’s advice and buy her that book He’s Just Not That Into You. Or maybe I should buy her that other book called Dickheads and the Stupid Whores Who Love Them. Hasn’t been written yet..I should get on that.
Agency Tart 
Or maybe write your own entitled “This is work time: How to keep your bullshit personal life out of the office and focus on your fucking job.”
Might want to give a second pass at that title, but still. She needed to hear that. Might want to follow up with a “Listen, I’m sorry I shat on you this morning. But, you’re starting to get distracted and you need to focus on the job more. Or else I’m going to have your throat slit.”
Something warm & cuddly like that.
If I weren’t married, in love with my wife, and overweight, I’d marry you.
I think you might just have a best seller on your hands…