I thought I was helping the guy by putting up notices and organizing volunteers for a huge fundraiser. I was not expecting a medal of valor, I was hopefully lightening his load. Lorne tended to take on too much and then got stressed when he got overwhelmed -well duh. Did he think he was superman? Everyone suffered when the dude had a meltdown. Instead of a mere thanks he proceeded to rip a few strips off my hide. This made me want to quit and then turn around and kick ass big time!
It took Lane and Harrison to keep me from committing a felony. How could something like this a simple act of keeping things organized backfire? The day of the event ran smoothly despite the fact that Lisa, a developmentally challenged woman took off the night before and the same individual threw a tomato at the executive director. I managed to keep the servers on schedule and avoided Lorne for most of the day. Yes I was still miffed that he thought I was out of line. Thankfully the next year Lorne was not in the picture for the event so I had one less butt to kick.