And annoying clients.
I know, (don't we all) that you have access to money. I sincerely wish you had access to some intelligence along with it. Because then I wouldn't have to battle so goddamn hard to make you understand something so-fucking-fundamental that a child of two would have no trouble following it. Provided he wasn't retarded. Or dropped on the head when born (as I am beginning to suspect you might have been).
I'm also beginning to suspect that this goddamn Monday will never-ever-ever end! *argh*