Russell, Russell, Russell. How I long for those days of yore when you came to West Palm Beach and I raced out of the newsroom as if I were on fire to try and chase you through a shopping center.
However, I do not judge you for this lapse of judgement. Who among us has not wanted to throw a phone? Perhaps not AT someone (unless we are Naomi Campbell).
Of course, all this spells anger management classes and lawsuits. I send Russell some calming vibes and soothing lavender aromatherapy.