My brother in law. I'd ask him if I could hide out in his place, it's big, located outside of the US, in a ritz compound with armed security guards. Stay there until the short attention span died down.
this little 4'3 midget f***wad supervisor of mine at work so I could tell him to eat a d***. then all the calls after that would be happy ones telling all the good people in my life that it's time for a big ass party before I leave the country for a tropical paradise to live the rest of my life.