Dunno – your location says ‘stuck in traffic’ so it’s highly possible.
Thank god I’m NOT one of hs neighbors. Or work directly with him. I only have to endure him at meetings or lunchroom encounters.
I made the mistake of loaning him ten bucks the first week I worked here, before anyone had warned me, but at least that was the end of my supporting his way of life. Not that he hasn’t asked me for money/the use of various stuff since, but I just tell him I made it a rule NEVER to lend anything to someone who already owes me, and by the way, do you have the ten bucks I lent you? And he mumbles something and then slinks away, grumbling. HAH!
But the cute name AND the colorful bills would make your currency all the rage, and Yanks like me would abandon our suddenly-boring dollars, and start sneaking across the border to stock up on Loonies. And then you’d run out of dollar coins, and then bills, and have to start using back bacon as legal tender and …
… and I can’t go on. It’s the collapse of Western society.
I’m sorry to inform you that I’ve seen that same crap pulled when the local currencies involved were pounds, pesetas and euros. I’ve also heard reports of in in lire and francs. The idiot, it just hurts.
Three times. First for the loan of my car. The second was for the use of something that is work supplied, but which I’m responsible for replacing if it gets lost/damaged.
The third time was money. But I had to laugh: when I automatically followed up on no with asking for my ten bucks he looked aggrieved and pointed out, ‘Why would I be tryin’ to borrowi lunch money if I had ten bucks?’
He had a point.
But he still didn’t get any money from me. Hey, he’s at least thirty pounds overweight, skipping a lunch wouldn’t hurt him.
Oh, and as to stupid – not in the main sense (he did manage a college degree after all) but in the socially inept and clueless way, definitely.
Artificial maple fucking stinks. Take your toxic-smelling instant oatmeal somewhere else already…may I suggest the loading dock, or maybe the designated smoking area?
I got into an (minor) argument a couple weeks back with our head office, when our dollar was worth about 1.06 USD. I was saying we overpaid a bill because we paid it in CAD not in USD as the bill said to (a whole other gripe, it’s been happening lots since they took over the processing of invoices). They kept insisting that we underpaid, until I sent them a screenshot of the exact amount translated from CAD to USD. Now they want to know if the difference has been applied to another bill.
Seriously, boss and branch manager? Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s fucking rude to talk when someone else is trying to give a presentation. I know you two have seen all this training stuff before and you’re “experts” and all, but this is new to me so STFU so I can hear already! Why were you even in the meeting room? 2+ hours of listening to you two gossip and blather on about nothing instead of being able to hear the trainer. Even after the trainer tells you to shut it you still carry on. Jesus, if I had done that you’d probably fire me.
My boss’s boss is bad at this too, and I always wonder why he feels that it’s ok for him to indulge in this behavior; it wastes everyone’s time and effort when they can’t focus on the training or presentation or whatever it is.
When it happens, I just get up and move closer to the speaker so I can hear. I do it as quietly as possible, but it always makes a slight disturbance, enough to make my point without being confrontational.
Roddy
Dear workmate who won’t shut up about conspiracy theories - I’ve heard them all before, and you are wrong. Yes I do, in fact, know more about it than you. No, the random person you watched on Youtube is not a high ranking CIA agent.
I was that trainer once… the students were my old boss (who’d gotten a “lateral promotion”) and the guy who was replacing him. After one hour of the kind of jokes which would be acceptable from a 3yo, I told the factory manager I was willing to train grown-ups, not kindergarten. She reminded them that “refusing to be trained in the new system, or showing inability to be trained in it” was grounds for termination.
The guy I’m training as my backup announced, after our Tuesday afternoon session in which he had to map out the current flow of calls for one of our only-moderately-complex setups, that he hated my job and would not do it for all the tea in China.
At last, someone understands why I’m so irritable all the time.
Someone keeps turning their music up WAY too loud. I work on a floor with very few people, lots of space and really quiet with us all spread out so it’s easy for me to play a radio on low and not bug anyone else (and keep me from climbing the walls from the quiet). Heck, I can’t hear it if I walk more than a few feet from my desk… So why am I hearing a radio from across the office and louder than my own? Grr.
No one else has to listen to mine, I don’t want to listen to yours!
