Rogers, you're fired.

Harold L. Ickes was U.S. Secretary of the Interior from 1933 to 1946. 

Harold L. Ickes (From: Wikipedia)

"Ickes was a strong member of Franklin Roosevelt's cabinet. He felt that he could resist, or even insult, members of the Senate... because he had the President's backing. He worked hard at conservation and left noteworthy accomplishments... However, he suffered from shortcomings in his own personality--which he recognized. He was temperamental, unpredictable, stubborn, given to tantrums, a many-sided man, difficult to understand, who could look out his office window and shudder with sentiment at the sight of a tree being removed from Rawlins Park, then turn around and blaspheme some well-intentioned and perfectly competent subordinate...

...a [national park] superintendent was summoned to his office. The man stood before his desk. The Secretary did not look up but continued working through his papers. 'Rogers,' said Ickes after a time, without ever greeting the man or even looking at him, 'you're fired.' The man's jaw dropped; he was wordless. Ickes continued with his desk work. The superintendent withdrew from the Secretary's office to national park headquarters, where he reported the grisly episode to Arthur E. Demaray, the Associate Director, whose special facility was handling Ickes. 'Don't worry,' Demaray directed. 'Go back to your park. We'll take care of it.' Not another word was heard from Ickes." (228) --Michael Frome, Strangers in High Places: The Story of the Great Smoky Mountains