Secrets and Lies

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Location: Southern California

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Outages

I am so tired of the guy who shares my office. He is a fucking idiot. And what's worse, he has no idea what a fucking idiot he is. He thinks he's brilliant. In the last two months since he's started sharing my office, he's told me he knows how to build a touch screen, a 3D tv, has missed a grant deadline, and has 1000 flyers professionally printed with missing information (the kind that is really crucial). He also periodically "rearranges" things for no reason and without telling anyone. You know how long it took me to find the manila envelopes? And do you know where he put them? In the bathroom. Granted, we keep certain things stored there because it's so big, but generally not office supplies. Usually it's things you can wait to get to if there's someone in there. Things like posters or old files. He would have rearranged the office again today if I hadn't been there to stop him. I swear, just fucking leave things where I put them and go take something to help you relax. I seriously think he smoked something before he came in today, because he right away started rearranging things, and when I wouldn't let him rearrange the furniture, he cleaned off his desk (which I was actually thankful for). However, he didn't stop there, and proceeded to clean EVERY surface of his desk and computer with Windex and a paper towel, then moved his desk to make sure it was exactly flush with the wall. I wanted to fucking strangle him. A couple of hours later he showed me the flyer he printed that was somehow missing the hours of the classes we're offering, bitching about how he sent the wrong pdf to the printer. I suggested he get rid of the old ones, and he said no because he knows the difference. I told him he was smoking crack because the evidence against that was in his hands, and he gave me a look like I'd spoken the truth. I am 95% sure this guy is on something at least 80% of the time he's in the office. I suppose I wouldn't mind, except that he is also a fucking idiot. He has a tendency to use a lot of buzz words, like 'social media marketing', and seems hell bent on changing the way we do everything, even though he has no database management skills, html skills, or even computer scripting skills. He knows how to twitter. Sort of. I've had to tell him on more than one occasion not to post something he thinks is funny or cute because our boss will not appreciate it. Mostly because it will make our organization look like we are also idiots and not just him. I've threatened him with bodily harm for taking pictures of me while I'm eating lunch, or taking video of me without my knowledge while I sing along to Gwen Stefani. I know this all sounds hilarious, but I know that once he takes a picture, all he wants to do is post it on the internet, and I would seriously have to kill him if he posted that shit on the internet. The kid has no common sense. As I said before, he is a fucking moron and I'm growing very tired of sharing an office with him. I keep praying that we will move our offices very soon and I will no longer have to deal with our power outages and his brain outages.

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