"All it takes is seeing a co-worker having his ass kicked because a manager had his chewed off by an angry client" Really? To each his own, but imagine the scene... kaladorn is sitting at his desk, working on speeding up the database lookups for the new software. Suddenly, the manager walks in, accompanied by two burly police officers. They stop at Jeff's desk, with the officers taking up positions either side of his chair. Jeff looks at kaladorn, his eyes screaming for help. But kaladorn knows better; he's seen this too many times - nothing can help Jeff now. Without warning, the officer on the left takes out his nightstick; a sickening thud resounds through the office as the baton hits Jeff in the temple, sending him to the floor. They work quickly, and Jeff's screams become little more than a whimper. The manager, silent throughout, steps over to the crumpled, shaking figure on the floor and calmly pours his coffee on him. The officers slip out of the room, and the manager calmly turns around and in a slight voice says "Simon, I'm going to need you to fill in for Jeff for the next few days. Remember everyone - we're shipping next Thursday. I think we all appreciate why this contract is so important." New job much?