I sent an e-mail with an attached spreadsheet to Moron in Charge (MiC) 1. An automated response said he was going to be gone for a long time with no access to e-mail. I forwarded his auto-response to MiC2, asking if MiC1 had a backup. She forwarded my message (along with MiC1's statement that he couldn't be reached by e-mail) to MiC1, asking him if he had a backup while he was unable to get e-mail.
The sad part is that it's not shocking - just mildly amusing. Oh well, three more hours of fending off the MiC's and I can go home.
Whatevah, out
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