"Excuse me," he sort of sang, "I just wanted to tell you that I did seven things today. That is too much."
I stared at him. I wanted to beat him, but I would probably go to jail, and that is bad.
He continued. "I am just saying, that seven things is too many. You cannot give a person so much work. I worked all day."
"Walk away. Now. Turn around and walk very quickly away from me." I said this in a low, slow, serious voice as I glared at him.
And he shut up and went away. What a lazy fuck.