Don't Be A Complete Tool

Manager, I really expected you to mind your Ps and Qs after our last encounter. You have failed miserably at easing your way back into your first week back to work after a vacation. Go back on vacation already.

I've worked with you for 3 years now, so I'm pretty aware of the fact that you pretty much accept the first truth you get. You're as gullible as a turkey with a cloth over it's head. I stand back and laugh at you quite often over this. Unfortunately, it's not quite as funny when it's about me.

Why would you believe that I refused to do something for a multi-million dollar client? Is it because a business partner that hasn't brought us business in over 3 years is upset with me because I wouldn't accomodate her laziness? Weren't we just laughing together at her stupid cow antics yesterday? Was yesterday really that long ago that you would have already forgotten this? Do you think I have shit for brains? Do you see what I'm doing here? Does it look a lot like asking questions?

Asking questions is a method that people sometimes use to uncover facts:

Crappy Boss Lady: Did you tell Mr. Big Client that he had to risk busting a nail to sign something he'd already offered multiple times to sign?

Awesomeness: Shucks no, ma'am. I would never do that.

CBL: Why would Ms. Lazy Asshat say you did?

A: Because she's a fucking tool.

Done. You've just gotten my side of the story.