The unbearable lightness of bloody being!!...

You’re born live happily until one day it hits ya! Puberty in all its forms, your arms are of different lengths, your nose does not really fit on your face, and if you are male your voice goes from that rather cool bass tone to a falsetto and to top it all this is the time that you truly discover that you can use your “urinal accessories” to some other purposes than pee! Which would be great, if not for the fact that in most cases you are completely and utterly lost in how where when with whom. I’m not even going into something that complicates things like that you could be interested in your own sex etc.

 You somehow survive puberty thinking that you have left a lot of problems behind…. You have your university degree or what ever you have accomplished in live, couple of broken relationships live universe and everything; you have your days of being a complete prick and finding the nice guy in you.

God DAM it, then one day you are running a decent department in a nice company, you hire a cameraman to work for you, (he is a hatefully good one too) and on the second day of working with him you ask him if he has a girlfriend, and he goes telling you that he has just started dating this girl, how he knew when he met her that she had a boyfriend but how he had waited until he knew that the boyfriend was away for some couple of months on a trip.... and him being her friend to a flirt.... then when they where both drunk ended up sleeping together……. And how the boyfriend got mad and kicked the girl and he was ready to move in….

I can’t help but fucking laugh, THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND, oh ok ex-girlfriend, and there I sit smiling wondering how he would look without his teeth, but then again he was not my girlfriend, he never cheated on me, and he doesn’t know a thing…….

Illegal to kill the fucker and probably immature, unprofessional to fire him, wish I could abuse him, frustration morals and all those other things that plaque my euro turdish mind…….

And still I’m not so stupid not to see the Irony and funny side of it, I’m just waiting for him to come to work in some old clothes of mine……

So if you want to kick me flame me or tell me moral stories go the hell ahead, misery loves company, nothing is going to go close to the fact that he is sitting on the other side of this room and I’m paying him for it……

pardon the language.

No excuses made for spelling mistakes in this post since frankly I’m not interested in spelling at the moment!

Point of this post, hell just getting it out, still have 4 more hours of work to do and can’t really scream vocally right now…

Respectfully
The Unbeliever.

Wait…

The cameraman was telling you about his girlfriend, who is actually your ex that cheated on you with him and he doesn’t know you’re her ex?

Right?

Pretty much… , I didn’t know his name and well I don’t think he knows it’s me…

Respectfully
The Unbeliever

As an objective third party, I have to say that’s pretty damn funny.

I think you should introduce yourself.

You should also take comfort in the fact that if she cheated on you, she will likely cheat on him and he will always have that little doubt in his mind, even if she doesn’t.

Read The Cask Of Amontillado. You’ll know what to do.

Okay, one not so flip piece of advice: as a manager, you’re probably aware of the kind of shit that can happen between employees and employers. If he ends up on the other side of a table from you, with a lawyer next to him, this situation will almost certainly come out, and his lawyer will spin it for all it’s worth.

So. Talk to HR. Clue someone in command over there to the situation, and start documenting everything that goes on with him, so that your scrupulous fairness to him will be supported with evidence.

And don’t let him know that you know, because if he knows then he’ll be on the lookout for getting screwed, which will at least sour the work relationship, and any small misunderstanding will get blown out of proportion. If the subject does come up, reassure him that there’s no hard feelings, that you’re satisfied with his work, and haven’t you always been fair to him?

Then do the Cask Of Amonillado thing.

He is eventually going to find out by mentioning to his girlfriend who his boss is. He probably already knows. I think the advice to talk to HR is pretty good. You don’t want him getting the best of you again.

Thanks for the advices …… Already introduced my self to the guy, a bit strange for a sec, and all he could ask was if I was going to fire his sorry arse, but since he is damn he’s good at what he’s doing so I won’t do that.

Well I still dislike the bastard but the world goes on and as long as he does his job…..

It’s a cold morning in Iceland
The Unbeliever

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Sometimes it really does seem that life is just one great big sit-com for ineffable couch potatoes.

pan

…and I asked what ineffable meant and was told, “that is unknowable.” What good is a word that’s meaning is unknowable?? :wink:

Anyways, that sucks… I agree with Arden that it’s definitely something I’d expect to see in a movie… kind of funny for those of us not involved.

So does he cower and slink around now that he knows he’s under the hard cold eyes of his gf’s jilted lover?

I have a sudden image of the new boyfriend and employee also being a member of the SD and (without seeing this first) posting a rant about the exact same situation elsewhere in the pit. After all, it has to suck for him too.

Hmm… just off to scan the index page…

pan

He he nice one, well unfortunately his computer is not connected to the net yet, SO sad, and as far I know he is a net nitwit…. But even I could see the irony in that…. :smiley:

But no he is not tiptoeing but he is extremely polite… and so am I and since we both smoke we usually end up together on the balcony smoking, I’m not sure which is stranger our conversations or our silences…..

Well so goes life I’m just waiting for our Christmas party…….

With a fond respect
The Unbeliever.

Unbeliever, You´re a manager ? :wally

Oh Lord. That’s some funny shit.

I’m sorry about the whole mess, man, but if you all can be adults about it I don’t see why you can’t be a successful team. But that’s just my opinion…

-Syko

“My cat’s breath smells like cat food.” - Ralph Wiggum