Maybe, I’m the one with the problem — a perfectionist existing in an imperfect dimension with a bunch of morons.
I expected smarter people. And what do I get? Older and slower people. That’s right! I’m being set up to blow a fuse anytime out of frustration.
The pusshead email me for assistance a few minutes ago. He didn’t know how to use the “Auto Filter” of the Excel spreadsheet. How moronic is that? The dummy knew when the three of us and the boss discussed a spreadsheet. If he knows how the color the fonts, surely he knows how to use the auto-filter.
And now I know how the pusshead gets his answers! He keeps asking stupid questions! This was NOT the first time this has happend to me whereby spooks test my knowledge by asking stupid questions.
For example, I can tell he was playing dumb with me but I just kept quiet and watched him clown me. I recall an Asian girl from over ten years ago. She too was playing dumb with me on how to locate the footer button within the Word document program. I claimed that I didn’t know. She actually clicked the button out of frustration.
So there you have it: One — a pretty dummy, one — a creepy pusshead, and one snotty smarty. Bahaha!
Addendum-Last edited by FLYNN on 20110222 at 22:24:52 PM UTC: To add more thoughts.
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