Kimmie: Omg, I can't beleive how genuinely retarded some people at this company are. How does this person still have a job? I have to hold his fat hand anytime I ask hom to do something.
me: lol...he must have known someone or something....maybe he is a master blackmailer or maybe he has a secret crush on you
Kimmie: Maaaybe. But I doubt it. He doesn't have the social finesse. He comes up behind people and just breathes until we notice him. He can't do the simplest of tasks or even read his email.
me: Maybe he is asecret agent who is pretending to be dumb as a cover or maybe he is a superhero with the same cover....that is kind of creepy about the breathing thing
Kimmie: that might work if he were remotely attractive. Or even just not ugly as F$%& and way fat.
me: Maybe he transforms into someone hott and yummy like Michael from Sundays at Tiffany's
Kimmie: No.
Me: Slammed...lol...and I literally did laugh out loud
So much for being optimistic
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
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I dislike this co-worker more intensely every day. I loathe him entirely. His uselessness is astonishing. I've been doing his job for him for the past 3 weeks or so (at least) while his fat ass sits on his computer doing God knows what and complaining that he just doesn't have the time to fax this paperwork or e-mail that information. Excuse me, but you are not busy. If you were busy, you'd weigh less. Just sayin. MY job is to tell you what to ship, and then YOU DO THAT. You handle every little thing that has to do with getting our product out the bleeping door 'cause that's NOT my job. It's yours. I know it's hard, but are we clear? Probably not... GRRR!
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