DayStar Wrote:
Yail Bloor Wrote:
DayStar Wrote:
things they have said? or things they did?
this one lady.....who i call 'the poop trail lady' on her way to the bathroom. only to come back out, put a sweater down and sat back in her chair to work.
i mean, this was a TRAIL. it was running down her pants. ALL OVER.
my manager had to suggest to her that maybe she should go home for the rest of the day.
are you talking about SHIT?
jesus, I know what you do, but are you sure that there isnt an alzheimers ward nearby that this person may have escaped from.
yes. that's what i meant.
jesus. i don't know how i got that out all garbled. ha ha.
(i went back and fixed it to clarify a little better.)
and, honestly, i DO think she escaped from somewhere.
her daughter-in-law used to be my officemate. this lady thought she was 'gifted' and performed exorcisms. she eventually started a church in her garage and went to haiti to get rid of the witches they have down there.

THE BITCH SHIT HER PANTS!!!!!???!! And then came back to her desk with, what I am assuming to be undried fecal matter covering her clothes?!!?!
WOW.
The last guy that worked for me wasn't stupid as much as he was lazy (yeah, pot-kettle and all that). Like I would say: "I want this list in the database by friday." and he'd say "I'm on it." and then friday would roll around and not only would it not be finished, but it was like he decided to do every 3rd entry amd see if I noticed...
And, as a consultant, I am required to think that EVERYBODY, including otehr consultants, the candidate, and everyone who works or wants to work or volunteer for us is a blithering idiot, and that the only way for us to get anything done is for everyone to just listen to me. It's in the handbook.
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harry Wrote:
I understand that you, of all people, know this crisis and, in your own way, are working to address it. You, the madras-pantsed julip-sipping Southern cracker and me, the oldman hippie California fruit cake are brothers in the struggle to save our country.
FT Wrote:
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