no, "that woman" didn't have a panic attack. she clearly stated her boundaries to some weird white dude that clearly didn't ask first before blowing up her day. and now he blames his staff? he's the boss! man, he really fucked the couch on that one. (see, just try it) nymag.com/intelligence...
He said the problem was his staffers’ lack of planning but didn’t mention that every word he uttered was cringey.
I've had a disastrous "doughnut-shop" (???) visit before. they didn't have chocolate cinnamon twists! I blame my staff. (I do not have staff)
Can't blame anyone for JD not knowing how to point and say, "I'll have three chocolate and three pink ones." Or, "What are those? They look good. Give me three of them." Next he'll trot out that his family was so poor, donuts were a luxury they couldn't afford so he didn't know they existed.