What the fuck is with people who can’t get to the fucking point and half to run their goddamned mouth when there is nothing to say? Seriously I have a senior manager working for me who is genetically incapable of just shutting his fucking mouth and either letting someone else talk or, god forbid, let everyone have five minute of silence so we can actually think.
I have had a shitty couple of weeks, with no days off. So yesterday, I decide to knock off work while it was still light out and head to the beach. I invite Yakky Mcyakerson (YM) because we all live in a guesthouse and he’ll know if I don’t invite him.
So in the car over there, “madmonk, we need to get a letter written to this one government official to ask him to help us do this thing,”
Me: “okay, well is this something we can talk about tomorrow morning? I’m in my swim trunks and don’t have a computer with me.”
YM: “Tomorrow is fine. Tomorrow is good, in fact we could do it on Friday or even early next week.”
Me: “Okay, first thing tomorrow then.”
YM: “That would be excellent, yup, fist thing tomorrow, that would be fine, unless of course blah blah fucking blah
So we get to the beach and I am crispy burnt out. I just want to float and look at the sky and watch the birds. It’s a beautiful spot. How do I know it’s a beautiful spot? Because Yakky has to keep telling me how beautiful it is every five motherfucking minutes.
YM: This is beautiful
Me: yes it is
YM: really beautiful
Me: yup
YM: So nice
Me: ………
YM: people would pay money for this kind of peace and quiet
Me: I know I would
Today, he wants the letter written and signed.
YM: Remember that letter?
Me: Yes, I’ve written it, once we print it on letterhead, I will sign it
YM: The letter is important
Me: I agree
YM: He will help us now that he has the letter
Me: I hope so
YM: It is good, the letter, yes?
Me: yes it is fine
YM: Once he has the letter, we will know if he will help us
Me; Get the fuck out of my office (not really, but if I don’t get some STFU time soon I’m going to get a little stabby).
Why the fuck can’t some people just get to the point and then when they arrive at the point, stop? And people like this are also oblivious to any kind of body language or social clues that they are making people crazy. With Yakky, I have had to say in a meeting: “well I think Sue can answer your question if you just stop talking and let her.”