All Night Mambo!

People go out of town and they ask you to finish their fucking work, fuckers.

All I had to do was verify that she had all the invoices in for the month. That should take a checklist and a pile of paper, right? By the time I finished ransacking her desk there were three file folders with invoices. It looks like she created one, forgot about it and created another, etc. Christ, woman, learn how to fucking file!