The pasties sat on the desktop. He stopped and looked up, startled. Buddy sat up straight in the chair. I said fire me. If I quit, I might not get another job for quite awhile.
Nobody likes a quitter.
Randy sank into his own chair. He stared stupidly at the man asking to be fired. I don't have the patience to diddle fuck around here. If you guys were serious about building a good team, I could handle it. But you can't sit there and tell me you think this team was improved by signing Castillo and Incaviglia and Ripken and that cocksucker Roberts.