Tonight during the show I was trying to figure out how to tell my boss to shut up at the back of the control room, but I couldn't decide how to do it without using the patented, "Could you shut the fuck up!?" and still go back to work tomorrow.
So instead I bit my lip and kept my mouth shut trying to concentrate on the show.
Somehow we pulled it off.
Now I'm going to figure out how I'm going to politely tell him to shut the fuck up for tomorrow night's show.
I can't wait til the summer is over and I don't have to deal directly with the brain trust anymore!
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