by Ross Sharp

Your Manager has asked you a question.

You only have one thing to do.

Answer it.

If you do not know the answer to the question, you will say, “I do not know the answer, but I will ask someone who may, and get back to you as soon as possible.”

Federal Treasurer Scott Morrison, who has an honours degree in Applied Economic Geography and was once Managing Director of Tourism Australia and who is now Federal Treasurer for reasons which escape us all was asked a question recently on the issue of “marriage equality”, and he would not answer it. He was asked the question six times, and he did not answer six times, refusing to answer, whereupon he spoke of words being used being different from the words he was using, and how his words were better.

Your Manager has asked you a question.

I do not like that question, you say, and I will not answer it.

Oh, your Manager responds. Oh. You will need to start looking for another job then, your Manager informs you. As of now.



You only had one thing to do.

You did not do it, and made yourself look a right cunt …

“Yes. Yes yes yes yes yes. You got some fuckin’ neck ain’t you? Who do you think you are? King of the castle? Cock of the walk? What you think this is the Wheel of Fortune? You really think I’m gonna have that, ya ponce? All right, I’ll make it easy for you. It’s not a difficult question, are you gonna answer it, yes or no? Quite frankly your attitude appals me. It’s not what you’re saying. It’s all this stuff you’re not saying. Insinnuendos, you fucking Dr White honkin’ jam-rag fucking spunk-bubble! Not this fucking time. No. No no no no no no no no no! No! No no no no no no no no no no no no no! No! Not this fucking time! No fucking way! No fucking way, no fucking way, no fucking way!”

“Mr. Morrison?”, says Leigh Sales.

“Yes, Leigh”, says Scott.

“You look a right cunt”.