I'm run by a team of people that are based in a city that could be fitted about eight times inside the main London ring-road and have a view that it's only "that far" and/or "that long to get to" on the (google) map ...
I had a scheduled two hour drive to a site recently and there was major flooding on part of the route that had gridlocked a major chunk of the WSW corridor, so being the efficient fool that I am I let the office know that I'd have to divert and try and find an alternate route north...
Ten minutes later, I get the boss's boss on the phone, in raised tones, steaming at me that "you will NOT refuse to go to a job ...!", and I just see red ... I talk back and talk him down and in no uncertain terms state clearly and loudly that I did no such thing ("Ken, there's no need to raise you voice), that I had been doing the courteous thing ("Ken, I'm busy right now") letting them know that I'd be delayed, that I was still on route after making my fifth diversion (I'll have to come back to you"), that I was deeply upset that such a thing had been said ("I've got to go, Ken) ...
A'hole ... the whole shower of them, but while it pays the bills it will tide me over until I shift north ...
Should send them to the stores for a long weight, or maybe a tin of hot-sparks ...