I’m going to reach a point of responsibility where I can implement my ideas at work withouth having to watch morons completely gut my proposals of every creative nuance until they resemble every other boring approach out there.
One of these days I’m going to make the little brains dance to my tune instead of smiling while I listen to them take credit for my ideas while at the same time have no idea of the underlying concepts of the project.
Sorry, I feel better now.
Hee - I’m feeling pretty dopey from my cold/cold medicine, and the picture of little dancing brains is making me feel better, too.
Sorry the bastards are grinding your creative ideas down, monkey.
[Pink Floyd]
…I’m gonna cut you into little pieces!!
[/Pink Floyd]
Somebody had to do it! 
Madmonk, why not ask some in-depth, probing, hard questions on the underlying concepts and sit back and watch them dance?
I’m just a consultant and the piece of shite is a full fledged employee. It is just like 8th grade biology when your lab partner is an idiot, but gives the oral presentation.
My favorite are some of her quotes:
“I’m going to be working from home (ice cream and Oprah)”
“Why don’t you take a crack at it and see how you do? (like she’s giving me my big break)”
“I’m going to take off early, I’m going cross eyed (from browsing the web)”
Such is life.
I am living the plot of Working Girl. Except with better hair. I came up with a great proposal, and sent it to my higher-up, Sigourney Weaver. Well, she presented it at a meeting as her own idea! After six months of wheedling and nagging, I am finally having a meeting with Harrison Ford tomorrow, at 4:00. Wish me luck!
The thing that drives me crazy is that these type of people thing they are fooling us. It’s not as if I don’t know she’s a lazy slob, or that all her colleagues don’t know.
Eve, one day we elites will rise to the top.