Epic fail

We've got a new corporate cunt in charge of us.
He's a right little pretender.
He's obviously read a very slim pamphlet on the subject of nu-speak, and thought he had it covered.
They decided to cut our overtime rate, and this little corporate cunt thought he could handle thirty rabid printers.
After half an hour of solid abuse he was nearly crying, and all he could say was, 'moving forward...moving forward...moving forward...moving forward...'
('Go home, you stupid little cunt!')
"Right! Who said that! Listen, moving forward..."

He was laughed off.

Best reply I ever heard to the 'you need to look further down the road' defence for pay cuts was...

I'll f**king have too. Dosent look like I can afford to drive down there now!