Proving the point

So here is the post that started the past few arguments of me not being as nice as a should and my dislike of stupid employees that make poor life choices. After all of this NewGuy and BigCheese informed me that I need to be more available to the employees and help them out more.

So, military style, I followed the directive. I apologized to Oldsmobile and said that I want to be able to help him. He smiled (missing four teeth) and said, "Thanks VHRG!"

Apparently news of my changed ways rocketed through the manufacturing wing of DeltaHouse as I got rained upon with pay advance requests. Concrete needed to take his kids back to school shopping. EightKids took his kids back to school shopping and was light that week. Frankenstein needed a car (his got repo'd when his girlfriend got a hold of his credit card). And following the directive, I cheerfully, happily - nay, merrily - gave my hard-working employees in these trying economic times cash that they desperately needed to help make ends meet. However, being that I'm so merry, I won't point out that they'll be lighter in the next pay repaying the advances, and functionally they're Ponzi scheming themselves.

Then Oldsmobile smiled into my office.

Oldsmobile: "VHRG, got a minute?"
VHRG: (smiling, and happy to see that Oldsmobile would like to see me) "Yes, Oldsmobile, what can I help you with?"
Oldsmobile (smiling the four-missing-teeth-smile) "I need another advance. I couldn't make rent last month."
VHRG: "No problem! How much do you need?"

Two hours later NewGuy comes in...

NewGuy: "Oldsmobile needs another f*cking loan? What the f*ck is going on?"
VHRG: "NewGuy, I'm simply being more available to meet the need of our employees. Remember? Like you said."
NewGuy (utterly unimpressed): "Seriously, what's this guy's problem?"
VHRG: "It doesn't matter what Oldsmobile's problem is, at DeltaHouse, we hug our special employees and help them whenever we can."
NewGuy: "Cut the bit!"
VHRG: "I'm simply abiding by what was directed to me by you and BigCheese."
NewGuy (groans, and leaves, but while he's halfway out the door.)
VHRG: "By the way, I told you so."