In the midst of all this, I managed to find a way to make things worse. I had a phone call from someone I didn't know about a possible future project. It wasn't a cold sales call, but an actual, construction-related inquiry of the type that sometimes leads to thousands of dollars in revenue. (More often it's a dead end, but you never know.)
I made the mistake of giving this woman the Boss's direct number. (Because you never know, you know.) A few minutes later she called me back and told me that he'd been very rude to her and had, in fact, hung up on her. She wanted to know if there was anyone above him she could complain to.
Ummm, no. Not really. Governor Schwarzenegger, maybe, or Vice President Cheney. God? I don't think God has much influence on the Boss, if you know what I mean.
I told the woman I was sorry, but there was no one above him.