Seriously. I was like "okay, Brazil is in the right general area, but obviously the wrong shape. Argentina is definitely not there. Chile is along the coast, so I’ll allow it. I honestly couldn’t say what all the northern countries are, and… wait, what the hell is the north connecting to, that looks like the middle east.
Jesus Christ, that’s Africa."
Seriously, the part about him coming in to ask her when a project was finished and eventually yelling that he needs a date sounds like she was waffling, waffling, waffling, and he was asking for a simple answer he could work with.
“I need to know an estimate of when you’ll have this portion of the project completed.”
“Well, there’s this thing that’s having problems with this, and we’re working through this. This other thing…”
“I understand, but I need a timeline so we can give the other team an idea when to expect it.”
“So the thing is, there’s this portion of the project…”
“For the… I NEED A DATE! A DATE!”
“That’s sexual harassment.”
Yeah, high school is some of the worst times in my life. If my kid complained, I wouldn’t say “it only gets worse,” I’d say “this is a rough time, but remember, none of the stuff that is hard is real. It’s all just training. The school stuff is training you for deadlines and heavy workloads. The social stuff is training for personal and professional relationships. Try to think of this as the tutorial for life, where you must do X action to proceed, and maybe it’s hard because it’s new, and it’s frustrating because you don’t realize it’s a tutorial and think “this is the game.” It’s not. It becomes an open-world game after this. It’s harder, but it can be WAY better, and you have a lot more control.”