“Really?! Every single conference room already has a meeting scheduled?! You guys, I told you I was gonna meet with the reporter today, and he just called and said he’s on his way, and I just… Y’know what, fuck it, ju- just give me those fuckin chairs…”
“Mr. Minicucci, are you crying?”
“No! No, that’s a stupid quest-you’re crying! Butt munch…sniff”
(on a serious note, fuck Boeing, they’re literally a bunch of murderers who made piles of money and have never been properly held to account for the hundreds of people they killed, but I saw that picture in the article and couldn’t not imagine this)
“Really?! Every single conference room already has a meeting scheduled?! You guys, I told you I was gonna meet with the reporter today, and he just called and said he’s on his way, and I just… Y’know what, fuck it, ju- just give me those fuckin chairs…”
“Mr. Minicucci, are you crying?”
“No! No, that’s a stupid quest- you’re crying! Butt munch… sniff”
Soon
"Tom, I’m more than frustrated and disappointed…
(on a serious note, fuck Boeing, they’re literally a bunch of murderers who made piles of money and have never been properly held to account for the hundreds of people they killed, but I saw that picture in the article and couldn’t not imagine this)