Alright, listen up, you disrespectful little shit. You think you can just stroll in here and act like you run the place? Well, guess what? You don’t. Not even close. So, get your act together and address me as Sir. Got it? You’re going to show some damn respect around here, and you’re going to do it fucking now.

You think I’m kidding? You think I’m some pushover? Wrong. Dead wrong. I’ve had it up to here with your bullshit, and I’m not tolerating it anymore. You’ve been given more chances than you deserve, and you keep blowing it like an absolute idiot. What’s your problem? Can’t follow simple instructions? Can’t show a bit of decency? Well, that stops today.

I don’t care what excuses you’ve got. I don’t want to hear your whining or your pathetic justifications. You will stand up straight, you will look me in the eye, and you will address me as Sir. No more of your disrespectful crap. You think you’re tough? You think you’re smarter than everyone else? Newsflash: you’re not. You’re just making a damn fool of yourself.

Let’s get one thing straight: I’m in charge here. Not you. Me. You’re going to follow my rules, you’re going to do what I say, and you’re going to do it with respect. You got that? Because I’m done playing games with you. I’ve been patient, I’ve been understanding, but my patience has run out. I’m done dealing with your crap.

And don’t even think about giving me that attitude. I see that look on your face, like you’re too cool for this. Well, you’re not. You’re nothing but a disrespectful little punk who needs to learn some manners. And I’m here to make sure you learn them, one way or another. You don’t like it? Too bad. That’s the way it’s going to be.

You will address me as Sir. You will show respect. You will do what you’re told. And you will do it fucking now. No more excuses. No more attitude. Just do it. Do you understand? Because I’m not going to repeat myself. I’m not going to waste my time on someone who can’t even grasp basic respect. So, get your head out of your ass