How to shit on office morale

Send a pregnant woman to the sub shop to pick up subs for FOUR OTHER PEOPLE, where she has to then PAY FOR THEM because she doesn't have a corporate credit card, bring them back to the office to distribute to the account executives while everyfuckingbody else is pissed off that bossman didn't buy them lunch, too.

GUESS WHO PAID FOR IT YOU DUMB FUCKERS?!? You can't call in a pick-up order and give a credit card number, you idiot. You have to GO DOWN THERE AND SIGN A RECEIPT.

GUESS WHO'S TOO BROKE FOR THIS SHIT?

GUESS WHO WANTS TO BURN THIS PLACE DOWN??? DON'T ASK ME TO DO SHIT ELSE TODAY. GO EAT YOUR FUCKING SANDWICH AND GET OFF MY BACK ABOUT SOME DAMN STATIONERY.