Shitwits in the workplace

I like the vast majority of the people I work with, I really do.

But.

There is this one person here who is an egomaniacal fucktard. This is for you, shitstain:

Prior to coming to here, you were the CEO of an organization that enjoys a fine reputation. Frankly I can’t figure out how you managed that job all by yourself. Maybe you didn’t, and that’s why you are here.

At any rate, I am stuck dealing with you at this time year because you teach two classes for us. The first time I set up your class software for you, I set up the email in a special way so the mail for the two classes would not commingle. I know you have this thing about keeping your email from different sources separate that borders on the pathological. I know it’s because you are too scatterbrained to remember who is who, and gods forbid you might have to ask someone which class they are in. That would be too much for your poor fragile ego - to admit that you don’t remember someone’s name.

I explained to you what I had done and how to access this email, but you either didn’t understand (even though you told me at the time you did) or forgot what you were supposed to do and spent most of the semester not accessing the folder with your students’ email, even though it was in the same main folder with all your other course materials, labeled with your name and marked with a big fat red flag that showed there were unread items in there. None of the students said anything to you about it until the semester was almost over. You said you didn’t know why, but I bet I do. I bet they enjoy dealing with you in person as much as I do.

Well, of course when you did realize what had happened, you hit the roof, bitched to my boss and said everything was my fault.

It’s been almost TWO YEARS NOW since this happened, and every time you talk to me, you bring this up. For you, though, the time frame keeps changing - I just talked to you today, and according to you, this event took place last year. Um, no it didn’t … I have the records to prove it. And no, I didn’t “lock you out” of your stuff in the other software system we use last year either. I can’t lock anyone out of that system - it’s all automated and I am not the administrator. I know what you are talking about though - you erased a folder full of course materials off your desktop last year and I had to restore it for you. You just prefer to think that I denied you access by purposely removing it - though why I would want to cause myself the hell of having to deal with you is beyond my understanding. That happened in the same software system you didn’t check your email in. The one you say you like, but still haven’t been able to figure out how to use properly, even though we’ve had it for 4 years now. You’ve had one-on-one training, and I even wrote a step-by-step how-to manual on this software, with you in mind. If all that won’t help, nothing will, and I’m glad you’ll be using the newer system this year, because when (I know it will be when, not if) you decide to blame me for something you fuck up, no one will believe you.

I can’t help it you are a moron. I pity the guy who is setting up your email for you this year, in yet another piece of software that I doubt you will be able to understand. I also have another whole year in which I can scheme and plan so I can keep distancing myself from you to the point where I won’t have to speak to you ever again. Someone please wish me luck.

you asked for it.
Good luck.

… umm, yeah, Good Luck!

Doesn’t it make you feel better to just get it off your chest! Oh, and nice use of the various nicknames… shitwit, fucktard, shitstain. Very nice.

So, once more… Good Luck!

Thank you, and yes, I do feel better. Though I often wonder if the day will come when I just snap and say this all to the one person who needs to hear it most. Some days it’d almost be worth getting fired for.