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Originally Posted by Huck
Well let me explain a little bit better.
Out of the 6 people in the management office, 5 of them are the coolest people ever. I love my bosses.
Then there's Harriet. She's not management, but she tries to act like she is. She's 76. She's an absolute bïtch. She is one of the rudest people I've ever met, and she has 7 cats and 6 dogs at the moment. She's always rescuing another one off the streets and then trying to force them on us.
So here I was talking about how the alligator was being boring because it was being dead still and not moving around, and she came out and started literally yelling at me for making fun of the cat. I wasn't even talking about the stupid cat lol. So I'm like uhh, the cat was dead and I didn't do it, so why are you yelling at me about it? She's like it's because you have no respect for that poor defenseless animal, to which I responded "I didn't realize that dead cats on the side of the road were supposed to command my respect" hahaha. That really set her off. Reid, my boss, came out of his office and was like hey Huck I need to talk to you about that lighting project, can I borrow you for a sec?
Zdayz 2014!!
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you are bad!!!
My office mate is a 73 year old man. He is back and forth between almost harrassing me about not joing American Society Of Quality and defending my honor (
) since we are both quality auditors. Mostly i just ignore him whenever possible by "communicating with the mother ship" aka wearing ear buds
yeah-he annoys me.