I used to have a human for a manager and he treated me like people do, he was real, he was Australian and he was from the land; now he has gone and I have a textbook for a manager and she engages me as a stakeholder would, she is plastic, she is American, she is from the Ivory Tower and I, I am lost.
You can tell by the change of language from regular speak to weasle words about mid-sentence that you are telling the truth.
Dammit. I now find I’m dyslexic. Or just have difficulty with spelling site names.
i don’t know what she’s been telling you, but the Ivory Tower isn’t in America so it seems she’s the one who is lost. she’s probably a brit or some such.
Sorry, e, but she’s unbelievably (in a bad way) American. I know lots of superb examples of American humans - both online [waves arm expressively around the Scrine clubroom] and real - but this woman is a horrible example of American non-humans.
My wordy, indeedy, yes she is.