I’m so pissed right now I can hardly fucking breathe!
Yesterday at our group meeting we’re talking about a new procedure we all need to learn. I bring up that The Asshole showed me the new procedure after The Whiz Kid showed him. I did not mention that The Asshole showed me via a crappy Xerox of his crabbled scribblings, and he didn’t remember the last step and I had to figure it out and show him how to finish it. Nope. Credit where credit’s due and all that. I told everyone in the group I was putting together a PowerPoint of the procedure and I would put it on the Server where everyone could see it, review it, add comments, etc. As I left for the day, I said to the cube, which I share with The Asshole and 2 others, “I’ll have that PowerPoint out first thing in the morning”.
So I get here this morning, and there, lying like a fresh steaming oozing diseased monitor lizard turd in my inbox, is The Asshole’s fucking four-slide PowerPoint of the procedure!!! :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad: :mad:
Goddam it! I have a thirteen-slide
fuck. now i have to hijack my own fucking rant to explain that a powerpoint is a presentation tool comprised of slides with pictures and text and circles and arrows explaining how to do something and mine was real fucking purty and it had a whole lot of well-thought-out observations and warnings and details and bells and whistles and rickety-rack and did a much better job of explaining the fucking procedure that his slapped-together piece of crap
presentation that I worked on yesterday really reeelllly hard, and now it’s worthless. My presentations have been getting me big ups from the boss, and he’s (the boss) had me present them to his boss and his boss’s boss. I’m an engineering design technician, but in my real life I’m a fucking artist, and these presentations are one of the few ways I can create something while also getting kudos from the higher-ups. Everybody knew I was working on this, and he popped this bitch out less than two hours after I left for the day. Not only that, he sent the thing not only to the other techs, but every muthafuckin’ engineer and manager on the goodam floor!!!
Now what the fuck am I supposed to do with mine?
Well, here’s what I did do. I wrote him an email and said “This is great, Asshole! (although I reluctantly used his name). I have some extra info about things to watch out for in the one I made - do you want to combine these and put them on the server?”
I attached my Thing of Beauty and sent it to the other techs and the boss.
I did not say “thanks for throwing me and my work under the fucking trite-but-it-fits-the-situation-and-I’m-too-pissed-to-bother-thinking-up-another-metaphor bus, Asshole.” I can totally appreciate him saying to his fetid little hamster fart brain “Hmmmm…singular’s really gotten a lot of recognition this week with that PowerPoint thing - I should make one and soak up some of that.”
But goddam it, you knew I was doing this and everybody in the fucking group knew it too!!! Get your own fucking presentation!!!