In 1988, when I was working at the Fore 'N Aft Motel in North Truro Massachusetts, I was sitting in the office with the General Manager and the head housekeeper. We were discussing business matters, but the GM was sitting at his desk with his nose buried in the newspaper, basically ignoring us and somewhat oblivious as to what was going on around him. This really annoyed me. So I set his newspaper on fire. I lit the bottom of the newspaper with my Bic lighter, and watched the flames slowly creep up the paper. He didn't notice until the paper was half in flames. He had to run outside into the parking lot to stamp it out. It took a lot to grab his attention. Needless to say if there's one thing I can't stand is being ignored..