Thursday, December 02, 2004

I think I'm a narcoleptic

Why? Because for most of my life I have been able to stay up pretty late and just watch TV or read or listen to tunes. For the last week or so I've been crashing in the middle of my favorite shows: the Chappelle Show, the Daily Show, Family Guy ... I'm just falling asleep. And it's not like these things are on really late between 10:30 and midnight. I just don't know what the hell it is.

So for the past two days I haven't had the best days. They haven't been horrible, but there has been a few things that have just rubbed me the wrong way. And they're starting to add up.

For instance, yesterday morning I wake up and go out to my car and there's a ticket on the windshield. Why? Because I didn't park 20 feet from an intersection. I park in this spot all the time and now I get a ticket for this? What the fuck? I mean, don't the Somerville cops have anything better to do than to give tickets to people who are parked ok, but aren't 20 feet from the curb?

I was so fucking pissed, and what made me even more mad is that I was thinking about this as I was driving to drop Aly off at the airport. This is why I don't really respect a lot of cops, most cops are good, but there are a lot of fucking pricks who are on a power trip and just want to bust balls. From their arrogant smirks while they hold up traffic to their holier-than-thou attitudes, fuck them.

It sounds like I'm just spouting sour grapes, and I am, but these things really pisses me off.

There were a few weird things that happened at work over the last few days, if you remember I wrote about my boss who was freaking out because Lisa left and she felt insecure in her managing abilities. The other day she told me that she was pissed that people were going out for Lisa's last day. I was going to go, but two things made me think twice: 1. it was on Tuesday, which was Aly's last night before she went away. It was 5:30 and Lisa hadn't even thought of leaving work yet. I would rather spend time with Aly. 2. I've never been friends with a boss before, why would I want her on my bad side? I just gave her a hug and went on my way.

So, I'm in early on Wednesday and I see Monica. She looked really sad and asked that I give her a hug. I say ok and then ask her what's the matter. She's still broken up about this Lisa thing. She'd be wise to read EPMD's 1992 CD "Business Never Personal". I'm sort of worried about her.

This is other story is long and sort of confusing, so please follow (if you want). There is a dude that I work pretty closely with, his name is Dave and he's a vice president of sales. Next week he's going to the Cayman Islands for a conference, tough fucking job, eh? For his trip he wanted a banner stand, which is basically a screen that has our company's name on it. We had a chance to get this for free as long as we bought a ten-foot booth with two graphic panels.

The people who make the panels also make the banner stand and for some insane reason, these people won't send the banner stand without the graphic panels. It's completely ass backwards and is a pain in the ass, but it's not a huge deal. Today, I told him about this and he completely lost his shit. I mean he totally lost it.

He was like, "This is fucking bullshit. I can't believe that I have to do this. Fine. Fuck it. I'll just leave the panels down there" and then he slammed his fist on the desk. I was like, "Those panels cost about $1,000, you aren't leaving them down there."

"Well, I'm not sending them back. That's bullshit." And he had a hissy fit for five minutes. He was like a child. And it's weird to sit there and watch a grown man (he's like 50 or so) completely lose it over something so small. I was literally speechless. I didn't know what to say. It certainly wasn't my fault, that's just the way this company does business, but he would not listen to reason.

Aside from the fact that I really thought he was going to cry, the weirdest thing is that Dave is a pretty relaxed guy and professional as all hell. For him to do this is bizarre behavior. I have to meet with him tomorrow and I'm not sure what I'm going to say. I really want to say something about his professionalism and how I shouldn't have to be talked to that way. But I don't want to turn this into a huge deal.

And since this is my stupid office, he ran to my boss, who sort of took his side but understood where I was coming from. To be honest, I was pretty disapointed with her reaction. She definitely should've been on my side and told this dude to chill the fuck out. BTW, all he had to do was slap an extra mailing label on the panel box and send it back to Marblehead. And this thing doesn't weight that much, maybe seven pounds total.

So even though Moni said she knew what I was trying to do (save the company money) I ended up calling the shipping company and told them to ship it overnight to Marblehead and then I'd express ship it to the Cayman Islands tomorrow. So basically we're spending a lot more money to ship something because so fuckface didn't feel like putting a sticker on a box while he's down in the Cayman fucking Islands. Boo fucking hoo.

I told Aly about this and she assessed the situation perfectly, she said that my company is the place people go who have been kicked out of real companies because they don't know how to act professionally. For a person who has spent zero time at my office, Aly hit this dead balls center. I can't wait to get the fuck out of there.

And here's the thing, I know I'm going to carry a grudge about this, unless he apologizes. That's just the way I am. This could get very interesting. I'm glad that I spoke to Aly tonight, even though she is in Atlanta, she made me feel a lot better about myself and this stupid situation.


Anonymous said...

Isn't Aquaman gay?

Byron said...

Nope. He's married. Any one who's married can't be gay.