I should be more charitable towards the afflicted but when the afflicted one is my temp I find it hard. I laid the revision process on paper, taking longer than it would have taken me to do the damned revisions myself. What the new text is supposed to say is right there in black and white. I give the path to the new block. I wrote in words of one syllable because I know he isn’t the brightest flame in the candlabra. So why do I have to keep explaining what I wrote?
I hate training.
“Think of training as an investment, Mike.”
Investing in training somebody who will be around for maybe three months? I told them that, of all the people in this building who could use some help, I should be last on the list. Ferchrissakes, I’m trying to save them money but am I listened to?
My supervisor better have some special projects for him because I’m running out of easy stuff.