Jesse is THAT GUY

You arrive to the plant to find the parking lot jam packed as always. You hurriedly scoot towards the main plant entrance and swipe your badge on the card reader leading inside to the production room floor. Your first glimpse is everyone is already geared up and ready to enter, there's about two minutes left on the clock until work starts for the day.

"Hey, Asshole!" You hear the familiar voice of Jesse yelling at you as he marches over. "You're LATE!" He's again all up in your face. " There's still a few minutes before..." You say, attempting a rebuff which is quickly cut off by Jesse. "I don't give a FUCK if there's a few minutes for you to give me a blowjob, asshole! Early is on time around here! If you're more than 15 minutes early, you're LATE, mother fucker!"

You're pissed. You feel your anger boil as you stand up to Jesse. "You know what Jesse, I don't care who the fuck you think you are but you WILL give me my respect as a man. You will NOT talk to me like I am your bitch. And I don't care if you tell that directly to Wayne HIMSELF."

Nearly every jaw on the in the locker room drops. NOBODY talked back to Jesse. He held all of their jobs by the proverbial nuts. Silence is had while Jesse conjugates his response. "My office. Now. The rest of you assholes, get to work!"