Thursday, November 20, 2003

SATCHEL, HOW I FUCKING LOATHE THEE

A lunchtime entry... because I couldn't wait until tonight to write it up and I the entry I wrote up for today is blah... I'll probably post it tomorrow. I am so irritated with a certain short republican fucker I can't even contain it any longer.

Our pipes here I guess are bad, and the water has been shut off since about 10am. The water will continue to be shut off until tomorrow sometime when another company comes out to fix the big problem. I locked the bathroom door and put a sign on it that said "Water is shut off", I didn't hide the keys or anything, they are still hanging on the wall next to the door. I mainly locked the door to alert anyone going in in case they missed the sign and to deter customer's from using it in case I happened to be away from my desk. Everyone else in the office has been using the bathrooms across the street at the deli or next door... except one short irritating little pustule of a man. The first time he used the can I was on the phone, but when he came out I said "Did you not see the sign on the door?" He said "Well, what would you suggest I do?" I replied "hmm... how about go across the street or next door like me?" He shook his head and walked away. He has kept using it, and finally I said "you know, I think it's really unsanitary to keep using that bathroom... especially when we could be without water until tomorrow afternoon." He said "Haven't you ever heard that old adage "Yellow stays me--" I interrupted him "Um, don't even say it. That is nasty and gross. If you want to do that in your home when you are without water it's one thing, but in the workplace it's gross, disgusting and unsanitary." He said "Well I guess I'll just clean the bathroom when I'm here on Saturday." Um no... how about getting off your lazy ass and walking next door and using their fucking toilet. Seriously.

He's getting on my last nerve today, and we've had a good run lately of getting along. Truth is we are getting along today, I'm just seething inwardly... Here are the other reasons he is driving me fucking nuts today:

*The word is gypsum... not jitsun... learn it.
*Quit asking me over and over if you put the paperwork with your last order... for the tenth time YOU GAVE IT TO ME TO RUN THE CARD. Comprende?
*I don't care what Rush Fucking Limbaugh said on his show, don't retell it to me and expect me to laugh because even if I found it remotely humorous, I wouldn't laugh.
*Quit talking with your mouth full. This alone makes me want to take my baseball bat and beat the hood of your ugly ass car in. (Incidentally, he drives a much nicer newer car than me... so this is a bit of the pot calling the kettle blackas far as his car being ugly... but I don't care.)
*No. I don't want to know 'sontin' if you want to tell me 'something' I'd be more than happy to listen.
*No. People cannot send stuff to our office printer to print out and leave for you. Only people in our office have the capability of printing on that machine. (The fucker marveled for like ... 10 minutes this morning how a document from a large corporation we deal with got printed with his name on it. "Allison, can people outside of our company send us information through our printer?" "no Satchel. That's called a fax machine." (Ok, I didn't really say that, but I was thinking it.) "Well I wonder how it got there... I didn't print it. Big freakin mystery, our tech printed it.

I'm in a dandy mood today aren't I? I'll admit I hate going next door to pee... I normally drink a lot of water during the day and I'm trying to curb it now.

Hey I uploaded some pics I didn't realize we had on the camera... they are all of me and aaron, so sorry if the mushiness bugs you.



We were bored one night and had a few cocktails. Camera fun ensued! Apparently one of us said something damn hysterical.



"You're squishing my eyelid skin!"


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