Dedicated to my boss "Jimbo"
You’ve been back from vacation two whole days and so far, have irritated me to the point of wanting to pull out my hair strand by strand with the first five minutes of your return.
Monday
The busiest day of the week. You surround me with new hires,whose cries for help are like the cheeping noises of baby birds. Do you give me time of the phone to help them? No, that would make sense. Silly me. Then you disappear for the hour you’re supposed to take supervisor calls and guess who gets to cover? Me. So I’ve got customers telling me to perform sexual acts with their credit cards and new hires asking me AT THE SAME TIME how to reboot.
And you wonder why I can’t quit smoking?
Tuesday
You give me a project of 500 accounts to analyze for fraud trends. Then you tell me that, effective next pay period, I can’t come in early to work on projects. I’ve been coming in an hour and a half early to have time off the phone to complete the multitude of projects you have given me. Many, I may add, were given to you by your boss for YOU to do. So I’m supposed to work on these and take my usual 100+ calls a day?
Jimbo
First, who the fuck calls themselves Jimbo? What are you, a circus monkey? Nah, circus monkey’s are cute and entertaining. You’re neither.
Second, DO YOUR OWN WORK!! My desk is not where your projects should end up.If I have to do 50% of your work, I’m claiming 50% of your office and salary. And since I know what a bad case of OCD you have, I’ll let my mess intrude on your side of the office.
Third,if you don’t like my cube decor,don’t look at it. Management does not have a problem with it. I asked. For you to be offended by an action figure with no shirt on…he’s not real. He won’t chase you around the department with his nipples heaving.
Fourth,lately every time I see your face,hear your voice and see an email with your name on it, I’m compelled to take a steel folding chair,throw it at you and when you catch it,dropkick it into your face. In fact, I’d sell tickets. I know 80% of the team would pay to see you get the Van Daminator and the other 20% would pay me later.
In closing…
I’d call you an asshole,but assholes serve a purpose. I’d call you a goat felching buttweasel but why insult goats,weasels and felchers? To quote a bumper sticker I saw…
Jesus may love you, but I think you’re garbage wrapped in skin.
[sub]BTW, I am looking for a new job[/sub]