So we got to have a look at your truck, Robo.” “I don’t know who gave you permission to give me a nickname, but I advise you to stop using it.” “Ease up on the batter, bubba.” “Get out of my office.” He flipped the notebook shut. “Have it your way.” “I plan to.” But I was all rhetoric. The truth is, the backs of my legs were shaking.
Permission to give a nickname
