Crazy man, aisle 12

Our resident crazy man ( I really shouldn't say this, but he acts that way.  Something like Agent Orange or other happened to him to make him paranoid) Anyway, he is always calling when he is off of his meds that he is patrolling the area and gives us reports of what is going on.  We were really busy with a chick fight at Caddy's (I'll blog later on that) and I just didn't have the time to deal with him.  So I said P.... I don't have time.  He doesn't like to be told this because he feels he is working for us and started to yell and get cranky, so I did something I hadn't done before.  I said I am working on a high security issue of the utmost importance right now.  He said, got it bye! and hung up.  You just have to know how to speak their language.