Had Carrie just hung up on him? He called her back, but it went directly to message. What the hell? What did he do? Needing verification he had a right to be pissed, he called Pete…Jon. Upon hearing the situation, Jon burst into laughter. “Oh, man, you fell into the sand trap.” “What sand trap?” “Trent, normal women don’t see their boyfriends as masters. She doesn’t need your permission to leave a building.” “But I’m her employer.” “In neither role do you get the right to stop her from having lunch. If she spends hours at lunch and comes back drunk, as an employer, you could lecture her on the time and intoxication issues, but not because she didn’t ask your permission. Man, you channeled vintage Master Lancaster.” He regretted calling his friend. “Put on Mars.” “I’ve no idea how to get Mars to pick up the phone. I’ll hang up and you can call again. This time I won’t answer.” “Wait! I’m not mad at you, although I didn’t appreciate the ‘channeling father’ comment.
