Stories of Jackaldom: Bulletproof Italian

Darco Sangermano is one lucky fucking jackal. After getting awesome with his lady friend on New Year's Eve, main man took a .22 to the dome piece. It wasn't a turf war, but random gunfire meant to ring in the new year, clearly not intended to get lodged behind a jackals ocular caverns. Removing the bullet didn't take surgery, though, just a good old fashioned Gesundheit.

Not another day... I can't take it...

I have been here 23 minutes and I am ready to kill every fucking body in this building.

"uh Lee do you have a folder full of all the menial mindless bullshit tasks I send you that aren't your job that I am too lazy to do" - boss (not the cool one)

"no, I file emails by work stream" - SS

"oh I just want to make sure everyone does everything I say" - boss (not the cool one)

"yeah I am pretty sure we never made edits to that doc. I made all the other edits that were requested" - SS

"let me go check my sent items" - boss (not the cool one)

"oh ok, have fun" - SS