To TPTB and pals,
Are y’all insane? WTF did y’all set me up with another crazy/stupid freak? It’s Phil, or Philip A!f0n$0. He’s fucking annoying!
He doesn’t know about my personal space. He’s the only creep in my whole career that would dare go into my workstation and grab stuff!
That’s a bad sign for harassment. Two days ago, after he audited my work, he handed back the batch and said: “Here you go little lady”. I should have said loudly, “Are you gonna harass me like others before you?”
He’s a Mexican, a whitish Italian or some sort of bearded freak and a smoker, who’s intelligent enough to be considered a controller.
But he’s a temp like me and will replace Jackie while she’s on maternity leave. He’ll be signing off on my timecards.
To play it safe, I’ll email him upon my arrival as proof, so he won’t fuck with my paychecks. Fucking pigs.
He’s exercising his knowledge and power trip over me. Yesterday, he asked me accounting questions and only answered dumb as a clerk. I’m NOT an accountant!
I noticed his eye got wild and frenzied as if he’s got violent tendencies. I just stared him down and refused to answer him. He then shifted calmly. He can go to hell.
I noticed that he is all jumpy and excitable. He talks loud and makes unnecessary noises and says things to sound intelligent. He’s a south-paw/left-handed, meaning he can be weird.
Today, after his episode of tinkering underneath hiss workstation in all fours, he says aloud, “I can’t seem to win.” He then asks if I had staples and proceeded to grab a box of non-standard staples from my overhead shelf.
In order to get there, he had to go behind my chair, which doesn’t have ANY room with the wall! After he was finished loading his stupid stapler, I planned on blocking him.
As expected and out of the corner of my left field of vision, he hurriedly tried to return the box himself. But I quickly rolled my chair to block the asshole from squeezing between my chair and the wall behind me.
He stopped abruptly, just short of my running over his crazy feet, as I glanced quickly to my left. I took the damn box of staples from his hand and dumped it to my right.
He exclaimed: “That’s not standard staple”. I mumbled, “Who cares?” And I never looked directly at him because I’m so busy! He’s definitely disturbed and can write me up as a bad consultant.
See, folks? I tend to attract crazy/stupid people, including Tiysier (seasoned AR CS) and Kevin (new AP temp clerk), who introduced himself to me briefly during my VERY first break last month!
Ti, the black baby boomer guy, has asked me if I cook, what I did last night and what I’ll do for the weekend and stretches both arms up in the air and behind his head. I don’t cook and that I go home. He wondered if I was married! Fuck!
I noticed that Kevin has a quirky jerky neck movement and he talks loud. He kinda looks like Jackie’s husband, tall, whitish and boyish looking. Ti is much taller than the tall Kevin and equally tall Jackie.
As for Cherie, she’s the VP of OP. I hope she keeps an eye on Phil because I’m NOT staying here either! It’s too far from home and I’m unhappy! I might as well get a cloak of invisibility like Harry Potter and pretend to be there working like a zombie.
As expressed in my recent blog, please extract me from this temp job from hell. It’s killing me, period. That’s why I like temp jobs. I don’t like to commit to a bunch of crazy/stupid people, period.
It’s bad enough in the home front. Don’t let me down, chumps. I hate y’all! The assignment is from 2-6 months!
With lots of hisses,
Evil Kitty
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