Good things, when short, are twice as good. --Baltasar Gracian

This morning, Rod forwarded Mike a spam e-mail from Barnes & Noble. Rod’s instructions along with it? “Add.”

Add what to what? Are we freaking mind readers? What in the hell?!

Mike reply e-mailed him, “Add what?” Which Rod responded to with one of his famous phantom phone messages. Apparently he wanted Mike to add him to B&N’s mailing list because they are a competitor.

How were we supposed to deduce that? What in the hell is going on in your head freak-boy? I mean, let’s totally ignore the fact that we run a gifts catalog that happens to have ONE BOOK in it so we have no reason to think of them as any kind of competitor. Never mind the fact that we aren’t his secretaries, and that he could have done this himself in the time that it took him to forward the e-mail. What did he expect us to do with this one-word e-mail? Is it really too much to ask to have a subject to go with the predicate in this sentence?

It’s a power-play. It’s the kind of thing you do to force someone to come back to you and ask for your permission to have the rest of the sentence. What an egomaniac jerk.