“Be careful when you meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.” - The Drogon Queen

I had a little phone conversation last Friday with a bully from [company name carefully withheld] who felt certain, having never met me, that he could run roughshod over lil’ ol me and ’splain to the little woman how the world really works.

Indeed.

Michael, who was in the room, gave a running stream of advice to said bully while listening to my end of the conversation.

Michael: “Uh, buddy, you don’t want to do that. Really. You don’t. Nope - nope - don’t say that, don’t go there, oh, you don’t want to… no, really, you’re making a huge mistake, my wife doesn’t put up with bullying… no, stop, I’m warning you, I can’t believe you’re not listening, STOP, OH - oops. Too late. She just had you for breakfast.”

Me: *burp*

Didn’t even give me heartburn, that one.