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The stupidity of the customer is not unknown. We all have had our phone headset in the lovers embrace, coddled it, smiled at it, and then clenched our fist around it's flimsy body and flung it from us as though it were a grenade. A bomb of pure idiocy that threatened to infect us with whatever lunacy gripped those on the other end. We've been there. I'm not here to write about that. I'm here to write about something closer, harder to spot, impossible to stop, and twice as annoying as the customer will ever be. The boneheaded idiocy of our coworkers.
Cut for strong language, mature subject matter, and basically other things that makes your nosy, judgemental, ultra-conservative, hypocritically-religious, backstabbing, promotion-hungry, usually-fat coworkers turn you in to HR.
( Todays Chapter: Boobs )
I'd feel worse if the guy weren't a moron. Either way, behavior like that just makes me want to smack someone upside the head and go "What the funky fresh rhymes are you doing, idiot!?"
Cut for strong language, mature subject matter, and basically other things that makes your nosy, judgemental, ultra-conservative, hypocritically-religious, backstabbing, promotion-hungry, usually-fat coworkers turn you in to HR.
( Todays Chapter: Boobs )
I'd feel worse if the guy weren't a moron. Either way, behavior like that just makes me want to smack someone upside the head and go "What the funky fresh rhymes are you doing, idiot!?"