Professional Courtesy

You call me for a meeting. An urgent one you say.

I rush all the way to your place in the blazing heat, braving the traffic.

We start the meeting and you explain how urgent your needs are.

Your cell rings and without so much as an excuse me, you answer your cell.

Where the heck are your manners? I thought you said we had urgent things to discuss?

SO WHY THE HECK CALL ME OVER IF YOU'RE GOING TO IGNORE ME AND TALK ON YOUR CELL!

BIKIN PANAS!