Mood: Irritated. Playing: Alice in Chains – Heaven Beside You
EDIT: Jesus tapdancing christ, I didn’t realize I had typed so much until I hit submit and looked back at it…
God damn it. Now that one of the reasons that I have been staying away from working is sort of down and out of the game for awhile, the other one steps up…and then a third seems to be growing to take the first one’s spot.
Stupid fat ugly smelly fat stupid smelly smelly fat Shawn comes in today and start’s talking like the people around like him enough to listen or somthing. Well, actually he’s yelling, but that’s been his normal talking voice for the eight or so months he’s been “working” here. He never works. All he does is sit on his expensive laptop that his parent’s got him, or on occation the PSP that they also got for him, and ignores any work that comes his way. Whenever somebody straight up tells him to work, he does his best to weasel out of it. He likes to play a lot of World of Warcraft on the job, and it pisses me off. “Oh, I’m just running around and chatting with people since there’s nothing for us to do right now.” Nothing to do? There’s about six open jobs that have to be done as soon as possible. Hey, weren’t you the one who said that chatting and instant messging is really stupid and useless? Well, I suppose you would have to have friends first for them to be relevant…
One day I told him that he needs to get a life and not play so much “WoW”. That’s how he refers to it on his little tangents, “WoW”. Emphasizing the ‘W’s. Jesus christ, at least you can just say “Warcraft”! So after pointing his need for a life out to him, he comes back with “Hey, you should say that to these guys I know in the game, they play 24 hours a day!” How would you know? Oh, that’s right. You are right along with them every hour of every day. “Hey guys, this weekend I started a human mage and got him to level 42.” Shut up, no one cares, get a life, and maybe some friends if your up to it, and can find someone who isn’t offended by your odor.
One “hot” (or really important) job we had to get done in a few days was a mass calling for some seminar the comany was holding. It took him three god damned days to start making the phone calls. What else did he have better to do instead of working? Oh, reviewing hundreds of WoW MUSIC VIDEOS. There’s 8 races, and two gender’s for each race. That’s 16 dance animations. How entertaining can these stupid videos be?
There’s too many other things that I could list off… so I think I’m just gonna finish it up and say that he shouldn’t really be working here. the only reason he has the job is because his dad is some big shot at the hospital, and we hired him to be on the guys good side and get some more business. We’ve seen the e-mails that prove it. We’ve made plenty of complaints, and nothing gets done about it. I wish I could have that kind of job security!
And Tom, the newest intern is also getting pretty bad. He’s not really as smart as he led Lloyd to believe…and he also doesn’t really do a whole lot of work either. We’re all suppsed to have some sort of 20 hours a week limit thing, no more unless there’s some big job that needs to be done. One day he didn’t have school so he came in for eight hours and didn’t do much more than play Unreal Tournament on his laptop. His voice is really cracky, too. He’s supposedly a senior but I’m not so sure he’s gone through puberty yet. =/
So anyways, Shawn comes in, shooting his mouth off, getting spit on everything in it’s path, keeps walking around acting like there’s nothing to do when it’s actually the complete opposite. Once somebody actually comes overhere and tells him to get to work, he won’t do it. He just walks around and makes a lot of sickening and annoying noises. He’s always got to have at least four bottles and eight cans of Diet Pepsi with him at all times, and he always carrys them in really loud plastic grocery bags. ROAR people are trying to work, you fatass. He always seems to have a cold too, and pretty much refuses to blow his nose, instead choosing to have a constant sniffling contest with himself. If his nose wasn’t always so stuffed up then he would realize that he smells like really bad B.O. and 800 pounds of really bad calogne =(
We are still working on this whole stickering job, and it’s really important that each stack stays in order and seperate from the other stacks. Well, Shawn and Tom were working on it over the weekend, and must have decided it would be fun to take over my stack and someone elses, and then put them into one big stack as they finish the stickers. That’s pretty great! Not only do I have to sort it out before I can get any more work done, but the higher up people get all worried about the situation because everything is supposed to keep in order. Great work, guys! Two thumbs way up to ya!
So I’m working, Shawn is doing his whole sniffling grunting plastic-bag crinkling thing, and he finally gets some work handed to him. What does he do? Walks around the office some more, making even more noise and acting like he has no work to get done. He started talking to me, probably thinking I gave a damn, and I just politely ignored him. There’s some big clock on the wall that hasn’t been set back yet, and he start’s talking about how we should get it fixed. He takes it off the wall, sets it down so it’s making some really loud annoying buzzing noise, and then he get’s a call for some more work to do. What does he do? He just forgets about the clock and leaves it there making that irritating sound. Roar.
meh =/ I needs a new job like hella. *crysad*
