That’s a kind of rhetorical question, because this particular individual, exactly like another person I broke relations with two years ago, survives by being “the big friendly guy”.
He started work the same day as me. Same training class. We kinda fell together because we’re the same age (older in a class of kids) and because we had a somewhat similar background (IT, divorced). Within a week, we had a falling out because we were in a hurry to leave a restaurant to get back to work before we were late and;
a> He was told 3 minutes before we left that we had to go.
b> As the rest of us are putting on our coats and saying that we have to run, he’s going back for more food.
c> Then he tries to get us to sit down and eat the desserts he brought back (from the buffet line - as if we hadn’t already gotten our own).
d> As the other four of us run out the door, he’s dragging his ass saying that he doesn’t care if we’re late - when he isn’t driving and doesn’t even have a license.
e> He gets in my car, leaves the door wide open even though the car next to us is moving and I tell him three times to shut the door - because he has the desserts in one hand and a pop in the other hand and for twenty full seconds, he’s confused as to how to set them down in order to close the door (Hint: it’s not rocket science)
f> Then he gets pissy with ME because I state that I would not appreciate having my car damaged because he’s “busy” and can’t close the door in the face of an impending, then finally;
g> He sets down the pop unsupported in the middle of the floor so that when we start moving, it dumps over - all over the floor.
The falling out was mostly on his end, refusing to speak to me after this, because I dared to say that I didn’t like the idea that he was too busy to close the damned car door. I didn’t say anything about the ‘being late’ thing or the pop all over the floor of my car.
Ok, but that went long on me and isn’t the real point, although it’s getting there.
The Instructor asks a question on our final day of classes while he’s preparing us for our final exam. I answer it. We discuss in class for 3-4 minutes. Instructor asks another question. Dillweed interrupts him to answer the first question. Three people near him point out that we already covered that. He says “Oh, I wasn’t listening because I was busy looking it up”. In a defensive manner that implied that he was in the right and other people were being jerks for pointing out that we’d moved on.
We order pizzas. The 3 for $15 bucks deal. Ok, there are taxes, delivery charges and a tip. So it comes to $23, of which he ends up paying $7.5. Goes ballistic, because he shouldn’t have to pay more than $5 for the pizza because he’d been told they were three for $15. Repeated explanations bounce off the wall of his rock head as he insinuates that he’s being cheated. :mad: If I’d have known he was involved (I was asked by the third party if I wanted in), I’d have said no.
Earlier in the week, the instructors show us a key website for looking up stuff related to our shifts. They put it up on a white board for two solid days. On the final day, they ask if we all have it. Chimpbrain goes ballistic again, declaring that he’d never seen it, and when told that it was on a white board for two days, demanding that someone go get it. :dubious:
We end training on Friday and start our new shifts today. Ones we SIGNED UP FOR two weeks ago. That means some of us worked today (Saturday), because we don’t have weekends. At the very end of the day, Bunghole asks when he’s supposed to come back to start his shift. They ask him his schedule. He claims not to know, even though he’s been discussing ALL FUCKING WEEK with two guys he’s trying to get rides from and knows are on his same shift. Then he’s all confused because he didn’t realize that when he signed up for a shift that had wednesday and thursday off, he’d actually be required to work today and not be off until wednesday and thursday “How does that work???” :smack:
There’s a work performance process that’s been pounded into us since day one. We all know it, it isn’t hard. We’ve honestly talked about it every single day for five solid weeks. There are even charts on the walls of people’s performance ratings. Our very last day of training, I start talking to someone else about my stats, jackass hears it and starts going off about how it can’t work that way because “someone” told him something else (god knows when). Obvious he hasn’t paid any attention, obvious the moron doesn’t even know how Averages work, when he’s nearly 50. Throws a fit in front of everyone demanding to have it explained, because “someone” told him something different.
I mean, some of it is just plain idiocy, some of it is asshattery, but a great deal of this and other things that has happened is because he’s not fucking paying attention.
But he’s very friendly when he’s not being an asshat. I guess that’s how he survives and thrives in the modern world.
Of course, in that first week, I had already put two and two together from his various stories to learn that his ‘big traumatic divorce’ ten years ago was really caused by the fact that the jackass had a second family going with a child by the second woman. (“Divorced ten years ago” + “12 year old child (“not mine”) from a 10 year relationship that ended 3 years ago” = Relationship with other woman started 3 years before divorce, child born two years later, divorce one year after that. Again, it’s not rocket science.)
Ok, so to some degree, I’m just venting about an asshole I know, but I guess I’m also trying to figure out how so many people let such consistent asshattery and bad behavior slide for people who carry themselves as being “friendly”.
Which again, is a rhetorical question, because I’ve been there, done that for too many years and learned from repeatedly being burned by such people.