- Sep 30, 2008
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there's this dude who sits in the corner cubicle always with headphones on. You know, long hair, living in his mom's basement, overweight nerdy type. I need to attend a required training course so I approached him to ask him to send me that email. That's really his job, pretty much administrative work in support of the team. He asks me why I need it and I thought it was a stupid self-explanatory question so I answered "just email me it". I don't want to be stuck near his dirty WoW obsessed geek cubicle any longer than I have to. I don't report to him. He does bitch work and at the bottom of the food chain.
What a piece of shit. Just send me the email so I don't have to argue with you. How hard is it to point a cursor on the monitor and click with his fat fingers? I mean he does that at least over 100 times on any given day. He still hasn't sent the link :|
What a piece of shit. Just send me the email so I don't have to argue with you. How hard is it to point a cursor on the monitor and click with his fat fingers? I mean he does that at least over 100 times on any given day. He still hasn't sent the link :|
