You Looking At Me Punk?

Caught sliding across my glass patio table, completely oblivious to me telling him that he cannot park his motorhome there.

If I hear the phrase 'closing the loop' one more sodding time today, then I fear I may have to emigrate to Greenland, Tuvalu or Patagonia - anywhere or somewhere where 'closing the loop,' is not deemed as an essential pre-requisite for any sort of management meeting.

Rant over.