As if I didn't have enough problems with Belly..Now I have another podmate that needs to be slapped.
We've determined that he has some sort of "Parroting/Tourette's Syndrome-Disorder". I'll explain:
Annoying Co-worker: (The phones all of a sudden become very busy and then..) We got a BLOWOUT HERE!!
1 minute later
Annoying Co-worker:We got a BLOWOUT HERE!!
30 seconds later
Annoying Co-worker:We got a BLOWOUT HERE!!
Me: (thinking) SHUT THE HELL UP!!
OK so the blowout is over, he starts in with the singing of the same line of early 90's songs
Annoying Co-worker: This is how we do it...
2 minutes later
Annoying Co-worker: This is how we do it...
30 seconds later
Annoying Co-worker: This is how we do do ddddddd (lame attempt at a remix) do it...
lather, rinse and repeat
Or he'll break into a non-ending refrain of:
I want to get away...I want to flyyyy awaaayyy yeah... yeah!!
I swear to god, he's gonna die tonight. The other pod mates have learned to tune him out since the've worked with him for years but I guess I'm not "there" yet.
God forbid anyone actually laughs out loud across the room..he'll "mimic" them non-stop and expect you to laugh.
Oh wait!! I forgot!! After every phone call he says:(in lame out of touch "jive talk")
Another satisfied customer!!!
3 comments:
So it's not just me who believes that her co workers are the spawn of the Devil then? :-) Hang in there. Start singing "it had to be you" by Bing Crosby like I do. Yeah - I'm 18 and I hum songs from the 1940's. :-P
You should spit on him. Just sayin.
Just kill him now and get it over with. Sometimes I think jail time would be well worth killing MY annoying coworker.
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