Here's my order of management:
Big Boss - Mr. T.
Director - Big D.
Manager - Another Jennifer in my life
New Guy does not work for me, although... that would crack me up. I might whip out my best Donald Trump impression and practice "YOU'RE FIRED!!" a few times.
Not that it would matter,... but whatever.
Anywhoo! Yesterday, Jennifer sent an email to Mr. T. and Big D. informing them that I would be leaving early on Friday and returning to work on Wednesday.
Two minutes later, Big D. responds with "unless she becomes a movie star!!!"
Which... totally cracked me up. This promptly led to Jennifer and I discussing the following: if I should reach stardom, am I required to give a two-weeks notice? Ha!
Then today, literally fifteen minutes ago, Big D. sends us both an email that says
I guess I beat you to becoming a star!
Big D. had just been cast in a local musical. Clearly, we can see who the bigger star is. :)