2012.01.24.
One on corner sits a 30-something woman. Single, yet unavailable. Piles and piles of tasks, both for official business and secret missions alike. Thank technology for paperless information transfer, otherwise, only her eyebrows would be seen atop her boringly messy table.
She thinks herself my boss. She is, in a way, although in a way, she is not. She is senior by rank, senior by years of service, and senior by years of age, but not my boss. She sits there, day after day, doing holy trinity knows what. Something personal, we suspect. Something that can bridge the gap between the meager salary of public servants, which we are, and the lavish needs of a geek. What she saves her money for – I have no idea. With no extra mouth to feed, no unemployed husband to sustain, she is obviously after the fame, not the fortune. She is after the bragging rights – an “in-demand” consultant ECONOMIST.
I asked her for data today. The same set of data I asked from her a gazillion weeks ago, or has it already been months? I can’t seem to remember. All I can say is I wish I didn’t ask. That was two minutes of my life I can never get back. She’s a like a one way mirror. She gets information from me but somehow I cannot get through to her. I’m charging the wasted time to experience.
And like any other human being with lapses of stupidity every so often, I did not follow my own advice. Here is what I don’t understand – why would anyone return the question to the inquisitor if he/she was asked for the source of his/her report? I don’t get it. My question: What is the source? Her answer: look for it in the website; see if you can find any news clipping or article that can back up what I reported.
WHY DON’T YOU JUST GIVE THE F***ING SOURCE TO ME. I rest my case. I rest any case against you. I want to rest.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Workforce Blabber 2: The Kiss-Ass Chapter
2012.01.25.
I would like to call him an Ass, but I would use Donkey instead. Fittingly, he has a photo of a Donkey’s face covering his own, but I will not post it for obvious reasons.
The Donkey says he wants to learn a new language. At one point last year, he publicly said in his usual monotonic way that he is the most handsome person in our group because he was the only boy (not a comedic comment, if you ask me).
He says he hates the boss of the boss of the boss of his boss, but he just can’t seem to stop working for him. He suggests more tasks, more topics, more areas to be obsessed in, and then he complains incessantly when he is asked to do what he suggested. He hates that boss, but he just can’t wait for the next moment that he impresses the latter. It is just so unfortunate that the latter is beyond all measures of bravado, and clearly is an empty head using the easily “useables” for building his pseudo-intellectual image.
His presence, somehow, gets me to my boiling point faster. Maybe it’s the geekiness, maybe it’s his need for attention, maybe it’s his 5-second lagged response to any question, or maybe it’s just his whole demeanor of being a donkey.
I would like to call him an Ass, but I would use Donkey instead. Fittingly, he has a photo of a Donkey’s face covering his own, but I will not post it for obvious reasons.
The Donkey says he wants to learn a new language. At one point last year, he publicly said in his usual monotonic way that he is the most handsome person in our group because he was the only boy (not a comedic comment, if you ask me).
He says he hates the boss of the boss of the boss of his boss, but he just can’t seem to stop working for him. He suggests more tasks, more topics, more areas to be obsessed in, and then he complains incessantly when he is asked to do what he suggested. He hates that boss, but he just can’t wait for the next moment that he impresses the latter. It is just so unfortunate that the latter is beyond all measures of bravado, and clearly is an empty head using the easily “useables” for building his pseudo-intellectual image.
His presence, somehow, gets me to my boiling point faster. Maybe it’s the geekiness, maybe it’s his need for attention, maybe it’s his 5-second lagged response to any question, or maybe it’s just his whole demeanor of being a donkey.
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