Lindy Hopper… Hee! Sorry about that! Been busy. Check your e-mail late tomorrow evening for a more detailed missive. I need to get to sleep now, as I am exhausted and have another busy day tomorrow.
(And you’re not pushy; you’re sweet!)
Sorry to hijack this thread further (it’ll be taken to e-mail after this, I promise), but that’s OK. You should be in bed already anyway. 
I’m just feeling maudlin and sentimental tonight, largely because of the whole poohpah chalupa business, which I just found out about (I’ve been out of town with no internet access).
I have to deal with stupid people on a daily basis. I’m talking about people who should not be allowed out of their homes (or cages in many cases). And I have to try and teach these people how to work with computers. ACK!! Have you ever tried to teach Photoshop to someone who can’t even learn how to save a file (after being told how a few dozen times)?
Me: Okay, go to the file menu and select save as…
SP: Where’s the file menu again?
Me: Top of the screen, lefthand corner.
SP: Moves mouse pointer to the right and then swirls around center screen for a while.
Me: The other left…right here (pointing to the screen).
SP: Double clicks file menu…how come it doesn’t open?
Continue that on into Photoshop (layers? channels?)…not fun.
My stupid person feeling? You know how your arm or leg feels when it falls asleep…that painful, tingly sensation…that’s what my brain feels like.
The up-side is that I also get to work with many intelligent and enjoyable people…so it’s not all bad.
I wouldn’t know Led Zeppelin if it appeared on my front lawn…
But, I do know stupid people - There are two in my office - one to the left of me and one to the right. The things they’ve come up with are unbelievably stupid/ignorant/inane. For a little while there, I thought they were deliberately baiting me, but it turns out they really are idiots! Sometimes, I try to educate them. Sometimes I ignore them. Sometimes it takes every bit of self-control that I can muster not to scream at them for being idiots.
So I take a deep breath and breathe a sigh of relief that one has never reproduced and the other has 2 fairly decent kids… And I count the days till I get out of here. And I keep a big bottle of acetaminophen in my top desk drawer.
Well it makes me wonder…
I work with someone who’s so stupid that she’s sure all that glitters is gold (just a bit *too[i/] laboured I think!).
Feelings are really frustration as this is manifested in taking four times as long as any normal person to say anything! (Actually, that may be a manifestation of this person’s entirely impractical intelligence.) Either, damn annoying!
When was the last time I didn’t do a preview? When was the last time that I had to correct the coding in a preview? Good grief. . .
I thought of Led Zepplin too; it’s one of those lines in the song that is perfectly clear.
When I find myself faced with a stupid person I usually think,
" Uh-oh, here goes." Then I feel that jerk that an automatic makes when you shift it into a lower gear. If I have to talk to them or actually try to teach them something, I just try and use very simple and direct instructions and they probably think I’m kinda bitchy.
“Led Zepppelin? Who are Led Zeppelin?” Have they done a version of this Rolf Harris classic?
Really makes me wonder…
SP:“I know it’s Thursday and I was supposed to turn my timesheet in by noon on Tuesday to get paid on Thursday but I’m turning it in now so can I get my check.”
ME: “Why didn’t you turn your timesheet in on time?”
SP: “I forgot.”
ME: “You forgot you get paid on Thursday if you turn your timesheet in on time?”
SP: “I didn’t forget about being paid, I just forgot to turn in my timesheet.”
ME: “If you didn’t turn in your timesheet, how does payroll know how many hours you worked. Remember you are paid hourly.”
SP: “I worked the same hours as last time.”
ME: “No one could know that without seeing your timesheet.”
SP: “Can I get my check?”
ME: “You didn’t turn in a timesheet, so you don’t have a check.”
SP: “When can I get my check?”
ME: “Next Thursday, since payroll won’t be run again until next Wednesday afternoon.”
SP: “Why can’t I get my check?”
ME: “You didn’t turn in a timesheet. Your reason is you forgot. Not a really good reason, is it?”
SP: “Well, can I still get paid today?”
ME: “No, payroll has already run for the week and I won’t authorize a special check because you just didn’t turn in a timesheet on time.”
SP: “So, could I get a check this afternoon?”
ME: “No. Payroll has already run for the week. You “forgot” to turn in your timesheet, so you have no check this week.”
SP: “Last time I didn’t turn in my timesheet on time you authorized payroll to cut me a check. Why not now?”
ME: “Yes, I did that last time, but remember you also signed a written statement that said you understand that you are to turn in your timesheet by noon on Tuesday to be paid on Thursday and that in the future you would not receive a check if you don’t turn your timesheet in on time.”
SP: “So I don’t get a check this week?”
ME: “No you don’t.”
SP: “Why?”
ME: “You need to leave now. You know why.”
SP leaves and swampbear begins to consider that sometimes it is not a bad idea to drink at eight o’clock in the morning.
The above exchange took place this very day shortly after eight am.
And, lest you all think that I am a big ol meanie, if SP had come up with any kind of legitimate excuse for being late with the timesheet, I would have authorized a check. Hell, SP could have said the dog ate my timesheet and I’d about believe it. “I forgot” just won’t cut it, however.
Hijack.
About the Led Zepplin association. I had it also. Then I read other people did, too. This isn’t going to be one of my more profound posts, maybe, but I can’t help imagining there’s something about those words that inspires people to hope. Almost as if they were singing the beginning of a song that we are all hoping to be completed. Not just once, many times.
Drivel. Whatever.
You know, Swampbear, some of us who are now working hourly jobs beause of the economy used to be on salary for many years. Getting used to using a time clock is hard.
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I was going to reply with my take on stupid people - especially dealing with them at work, which comprises the vast majority of my encounters with imbicility.
Then I realized that my post was looking pretty damn pit-worthy, and it’s too early in the morning to stress myself out about stupid people.
[sub]Just one more thing. . .
Stupid people really put a bustle in my hedgerow.
Come on, someone had to say it. . .[/sub]
Don’t be alarmed now.