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March 16, 2006

I'll Take David Brent, Please

I guess I should have figured it wouldn't last. Today is another craptastic workday. My supervisor called her boss on his cell phone at some conference across the fucking country to tell him that I forgot to complete a project for a client. The funny part is that she didn't even check with me first...I actually DID complete the project and emailed it to HER boss to review. She ended up pissing him off and making herself look like an asshole, but COME ON! Why do I still work here? Time to check out craigslist.

So that you know what I'm dealing with on a daily basis, some examples of my supervisor's stupidity:

Once referred to the "state of Canada."
Saw an article on yahoo about the discovery of dinosaur bones in China and said, "See? I knew it! I knew there were still dinosaurs roaming the earth." I said, trying to keep calm, "Jenn....that's not what that means." She said, "Pfft! With the technology we have today? Of COURSE they still exist."
Repeatedly uses the word "fustrated." That's how she says it, and that's how she spells it.

Ditto for "purposal."
And "forclosurure."
Once again speaking with her superior knowledge of the marvels of technology, said that one day, people will say to her son, "Jake, are you you, or are you your clone?"
By the way, Jake (or his clone) is so smart, he's going to be a "Senate" one day.
The words "women," "their," and "your" are always spelled that way, regardless of number or context.

I know there are more, but I'm just too aggravated to think of them right now. This woman has to make at least $10K/year more than I do (but she still lives with her mother).

Time for craigslist and even more schoolin', I think.

metanephros at 3:10 pm

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I'll Take David Brent, Please

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