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Now THIS is what pisses ME off…

Oh boy Ted…if you didn’t piss me off enough last time…you somehow did it again! You’re better at pissing me off than actually doing your job! To start off…I feel the need to tell you a little bit more about our dear friend Ted. Ted is about my age…and still lives at home. He claims he is living at home to save money…yet he buys all these toys, and shit he does not need. Like a motorcycle…or a golf cart…and takes work off to go on all these little “vacations” and brags about his toys…and how awesome his vacations were. The other day he says to me “Oh dude, you should totally get a bike dude…they are so fun dude…dude.”

Now THIS is what pisses ME off…

I am 25 years old and am a supervisor at my job, which I happen to be extremely good at. We get a lot of new guys in my area. The one in particular that has been pissing me off a lot lately is quite a bit older than me. By about 23 years (I understand 48 isn’t all that old, but at my job it is). He seems to think that because he is older…he is better than me at the job. But this old bastard has found out very quickly that he is not. He will question what I tell him to do and try to tell me we should do something differently, instead of the way we ALWAYS do it and the way our supervisors WANT us to do it. For instance, there was a piece of steel that was cut wrong and didn’t fit, so I put that piece off to the side. Then this fossil comes up, grabs it and tries to bolt it in place. I say to him, “Hey don’t even try that man, it doesn’t fit.” To which he replies “Uh, what do you mean it doesn’t fit?”

Now THIS is what pisses ME off…

I work with a lot of fuckin’ idiots at my job. That being said, there is one person in particular that just bugs the shit outta me. We will call him Ted. He is a “work friend”. Meaning, I don’t hang out with him outside of work because he is not the type of guy who I would ever choose to hang out with. I am forced to hang out with him at work, so I have to bullshit with him in order to make my job less boring. If I didn’t at least talk to him it would be awkward and weird since we spend 50+ hours a week together. So in order to kill time, we have pointless conversations that I don’t really care about. In most of them he tells me stories, or has some opinion on something that makes me want to windmill kick his chin off of his face. Now one of these useless stories he tells me, is about a girl he met at a bar. This girl…is married. He’s bragging about how he brought her home on the first night, and how he is seeing her again. I asked him “Dude, what if you get caught?” and he says “Dude, he’s like half my size, I’m not scared of him.”

Really Ted? Really?

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