The Manager walks over to Wayne's cubical. At the same time, Wayne pulled opened his drawer.
Wayne looked up. "Hi."
Manager: "What's all these?" Pointing in the drawer.
Wayne: "My Herbal supplements."
Manger: "You don't need all these!"
Wayne: "You tell me. Without these babies, I'd be dead by now."
Manger: "Why? Why?"
Wayne: "Stress. Can't you see my hair's falling?" *flips his nicely combed hair to the other side*
Manger: "Oh, it's not. You think too much."
Wayne: "Yeah, I think too much about the projects that I have to do. Just like the one that was due this morning at 9."
Manger: "Well, sometimes, you just have to paste yourself, and take things one at a time..."
Wayne cuts him off..."How am I going to take things one at a time when you send them to me in a buy-one-get-20-free package!?"
Manger: "Just relax Wayne, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Wayne: "Please, I would never give myself pressure. The pressure comes from certain INDIVIDUAL."
Wayne stands up and raised his voice.
"Don't tell me to relax and chill and NOT to think about Stress when you are giving all these sh*t to do.. And what do you do? You work from home, gawd damn it, You get to chill whenever you want. And it seems like, I have been doing EVERYTHING you are suppose to do. Excuse me, but I have TWO other managers to support."
Wayne grabs the stack of papers on his desk and throws them at his Manager.
Wayne wakes up.
Wayne looks at his clock... 6:00 AM.
"Damn, it I knew it was a dream, I'd shovel the chair up his A$$."