Much to my chagrin, i'm having to work with Marge, the accounts lady from hell

Incidently, Marge is a smoker
Well, not really a 'smoker' as such, it's more like; she lights up a ciggy, takes one hoover sized puff and it's all gone : yes really !

Less than a minute later and her nicotine fix is ... euhh... well .. fixed

Anyhow, i'm smack bang in the middle of hastling my bad debt clients and am doing my best to alert the buggers that we need paying.

I generally scan the whole file, send it by e-mail then phone the Shylock who holds the purse strings

Marge is pas du tout d'accord with this way of doing things : she finds it toooooooooooooo slow : 'I'll phone 'em, tell 'em to pay up or else'

As avowedly undiplomatic and non psychologique as she admits to being, she just can't get her head around the idea, that if we manage to get the dosh in without getting peoples' backs up, we just might be able to get the bills paid and retain the client

Sparks is a flyin'

And i really must find a new job