[About five minutes later, a second message arrives.]
Correction: Night shift, not night shit.
Sorry. I don't know how that one slipped past me.
[He is mortified. Not necessarily by the nature of the mistake (shit is whatever) but more that it's a mistake at all. This otherwise perfectly typed message is NOT up to his standards!!]
2/2
Correction: Night shift, not night shit.
Sorry. I don't know how that one slipped past me.
[He is mortified. Not necessarily by the nature of the mistake (shit is whatever) but more that it's a mistake at all. This otherwise perfectly typed message is NOT up to his standards!!]