What is up with the fucking stupid, annoying, button pushing, moronic-smiling, grammar impaired, socially retarded, shallow, idiotic bastard who sits across from me at work?!?!?
This bloody neanderthal could not take a social cue if it were painted in giant block letters on cue cards.
He comes up and tries to engage me in the most idiotic conversation while I continue to stare at my computer monitor. Every so often I will glance at him quickly, grunt and turn away to signify I am engrossed in what I am doing and not in the least bit interested in his first pick up truck. Yet he continues to natter on an on until I have to excuse myself to the bathroom just so that he will shut the FUCK UP!!!
Here is a quote from the guy sitting a cube down from me.
(he’s in a different dept. thank god.)
“Nope, I ain’t gotts no information on them those things.”
He will soon start babbling constantly about ‘goose hunting’. During winter it will be ‘ice fishin’. Then comes ‘nascar races’. -repeat seasons- These are his only topics of conversation.
tevya and absoul, I feel your pain. I worked with a woman who would tell me about her parents death, and how the company mistreated her in her time of grief. I know the story well, because she would, literally, tell me the story every other day as if I had not heard it before!!!
At first I would simply tell her, “Yeah, you told me about that”. Then, “Hey, I heard this story already!” Then, I would look at her with a genuinely pained expression on my face. But, she would not be dissuaded. I’m lucky I survived!
Matt and Auntie,
I have tried the “I have to get back to work approach.”
He takes the " I just have one more thing to add approach."
The man is relentless. He will not stop talking until either my phone rings, I leave my desk, or I ignore him totally (stopping the glances and the small grunts of acknowledgement).
This is no ordinary co-worker. This man has a specially developed annoying personality. He has even walked up behind me, grabbed the back of my chair, shook it and growled. Mind you this was not preempted by any conversation. He will just walk up and do this out of the blue because he is bored.
The guy I sit across from is 26 years old and sings Britney Spears songs out loud, or at least whistles the tune. I work in a call center, which only exacerbates the irritation of this.
Could be worse, I guess. He hasn’t started dancing—yet.
In a job years ago, one of my coworkers suffered a person like this, too. It got to the point that when I’d notice the bore in my friend’s module, I’d phone her. We got the routine polished. Eventually the guy found another victim. My friend and I then used the technique for that new victim, and continued to do so until the bore chose someone we didn’t like.
Or you can simply talk to your boss about the annoyance. Unless that crashing bore IS your boss.
I have exceptional co-workers. They never talk at you when you’re not receptive, too darn polite or just too darn busy, who knows.
Anyone can get carried away, and talk on a bit more than is wanted, but if someone does this constantly, they really do need to be gently nudged, as in “Excuse me, but I can only tke in so much information at a time, then my little brain needs a rest!”
OK, here’s an interesting one for you. This guy worked with me for awhile we take a class together one night a week. This guy eats, drinks, sleeps, breathes and shits wrestling. I honestly don’t think he can go three sentences without refering to it in some fashion. It’s almost so incredible, I’ve tried timing the references like they were labor contractions. It probably gives about the same amount of pain.
Mention furniture and he’ll tell you how to smack someone with a chair without hurting them. Talk about girls and he’ll tell you about his girlfriend who’s also a wrestler. Don’t talk about anything and he’ll start up conversations on what was on the WWF, the WCW, and anything else with a W in it.
The best part is when he tells you about his upcoming wrestling matches. He’ll sucker you in, asking what you’re doing on such and such a night, wanna see a wrestling match, I’ve got some tickets if you want them, wanna bring someone else along… BAM! That’ll be $10 a ticket. I’ve seen through this plot and sidestepped him on several occasions. Others haven’t been so lucky.
My old boss was a really nice guy and reminded everyone of Jimmy Stewart. A fat Jimmy Stewart.
He could ramble and ramble and ramble about the good old days at Ford Motor Company where he worked for 40 years as an accountant. You know how wild those accountants are…
To get caught up in one of these stories in his office was a MEGO experience in Dante’s inferno, to say the least.
We had a deal amongst ourselves, the peons that we were, and there were just two of us who made this pledge. ( Everyone else had to suffer on their own.) If we were ever in JD’s office longer than five minutes, the other person would pop in ( or eventually we just yelled down the hallway) that
“Shirley, You’ve got a call…” Even if the phones had not run in a hour.
Every time we had a door to door salesman walk into our place, we sent this poor schmuck back to JD’s office for penance for being a dumb ass. Most of these guys were just tortured in there with stories of the old days for HOURS while hoping to get a sale of whatever it was they were hawking. ( Never happened)
When this happened, even JD’s wife would cackle and laugh because it would keep him out of our hair for hours and keep him busy allowing her to fiddle with the accounts like she thought they should be done.
Or they could say how that crap’s not even remotely related to wrestling. It’s rasslin. Dan Gable wrestled. Hulk Hogan rassled. Alex Karelin is a wrestler. Those costumed doofs on WWF are buffonish stunt guys. In a real contest, Karelin would make half those choreographed, steroid-puffed jackoffs crap their shorts.
Just tell the coworker that pro rasslin is to wrestling as a frosting-slathered rice cake is to T-bone steak.
Although this is probably an entirely new thread… I have to hijack for a second. First off… I’ll admit to finding entertainment in pro wrestling… its funny… in a male soap opera kinda way. But when the fuck did anyone ever try to say that pro wresting and greco roman wresting were the same thing?? I’ve never seen any pro wrestler issue a challenge to lay the smack down on Karelin or vice versa. By the way, Karelin did a great job in the olympics didn’t he? They are each their own thing, and I don’t think that either claims to be even remotely the same as the other. Pro wrestling is merely entertainment… it’s not supposed to be real, and beleieve it or not 99% of the people who watch it are aware of that fact! I also personally enjoy the cries of “pro wresting is fake”… NO SHIT ITS FAKE!! Who the fuck cares… its not supposed to be real… its supposed to be entertaining! It is completely scripted, but if anyone want to tell me that those guys don’t get their asses kicked on a regular basis you are so fucking blind its rediculous. Having said all that… greco roman and pro wrestling are two totally different things, stop trying to compare them and take each of them for what they are.
They are each their own thing, and I don’t think that either claims to be even remotely the same as the other. Pro wrestling is merely entertainment… it’s not supposed to be real, and beleieve it or not 99% of the people who watch it are aware of that fact! I also personally enjoy the cries of “pro wresting is fake”… NO SHIT ITS FAKE!! Who the fuck cares… its not supposed to be real… its supposed to be entertaining! It is completely scripted, but if anyone want to tell me that those guys don’t get their asses kicked on a regular basis you are so fucking blind its rediculous. Having said all that… greco roman and pro wrestling are two totally different things, stop trying to compare them and take each of them for what they are.