(Bruce smokes 10 packs of cigarettes in true Wayne secrecy)
Bruce : "Linda, where is the TPS report, it has been due for 3 weeks...."

Linda : "I am so sorry sir, it is just with the roaming gangs, and Batman fighting them.... 2 weeks ago his tank blew apart my sister's apartment. She lost both legs, and her 9 month old died in the NICU. I promise I will have it to you by Monday!"

Bruce : "Not good enough!" (secretly smokes 10 more packs) "I have to let you go Linda, I know there are procedures, but I just hate you so much. And for no reason."

Linda : :Eyes roll back into head, Linda starts convulsing:

Bruce : "I am also going to need your company car keys, there have been a lot of taxis driving around, so getting home should be easy!"