I flip open the laptop and as soon as the machine comes to life there’s a instant message ping from Sunshine:
BM is on a rampage. The Godfather gave her hell about last week’s Executive Committee presentation plus Global folks just scheduled a visit here in 2 weeks. She’s flipping the f**k out. Heads up.
The Godfather is the big boss, who Big Mama reports to, and he’s a belligerent, philandering Jekyll and Hyde sort of character. Nobody ever knows what side they’re going to encounter. Thankfully, The Godfather and I have virtually zero need to interact at all, and I’m personally grateful to Big Mama for running the interference. She doesn’t trust anyone on her team to talk to him directly for fear of someone unintentionally giving out wrong data or exposing dirty laundry. And this is abs
