Job-related funness -- have you ever had a superior you fucking H-A-T-E-D?

[themostepotente]

a.) had a superior who irked the almightly livin' fuck out of you with everything he/she said?

b.) had a superior you were smarter than?

c.) had a superior you fantasized about killing?

d.) all of the above

So I work with this doctor. His name is irrelevant. It may as well be MUD for all I fucking care. He's seventy-five years old and basically dust in a labcoat. He can't hear. He can't see. It's obviously time for his wrinkled ass to retire, but NOOOO -- why retire when he can forever roam the pediatric wing and piss me the fuck off?

I am not kidding when I say I'm smarter than this guy. Or, perhaps, he really is smarter than he looks, because I fucking do HIS work along with my own. I have to do all of his calculations, because I can't read his cramped and miniscule handwriting (NOT a Snape reference :P). I have to constantly remind him what the generics to certain medications are. I even had to spell Methylphenidate for him once. His dosing is suspect. I mean, he may as well prescribe Skittles and Kool-Aid for all the good his treatment provides.

He tries to talk to me, and I try and keep my answers as cryptic as possible. Bottom line -- I hate this guy. The only time he ever sees me smiling when we work together is when I'm fantasizing about killing him -- with my bare hands.

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[pen-and-umbra.livejournal.com]

Somewhere between A and B. A manager at a client's, no less, so there is to be no pissing off or such activities but damn, he gets on my goat.

So. Educated twerp of the pocket protector variety, who speaks with a headache-inducing I-have-no-nads whine and thinks himself the Lord And Master Of All Software Quality Assurance. No clue what "quality" or "testing" mean in the context of software. (actual quote: "So how much testing do you think we need to do to ensure all the bugs have been found?" *headdesk*) He's a condescending, lying asshole, treats his underlings like shit, and how he got the job, I will never understand. And he farts. Thank goodness I don't need to work with him on a daily basis now.

The twist? Recently, the dude applied for a job in my company (small consulting firm of QA specialists). He was dumb enough to put the details of his second job interview in his Outlook shared calendar (at his current job! dumbass) and when I saw the appointment, I called the CEO of our company ASAP and told her that under no circumstances is she to hire this excuse of a software "professional". CEO: "I value your opinion more than I value a new employee. Trust me, he's not getting a third interview."

*snicker* Score!

Your dude sounds scary. A doctor like that? Fuck. Killing fantasies highly supported. Nine out of ten professionals recommend a chainsaw for best splatter effect.

[themostepotente.livejournal.com]

And he farts.

That alone would be enough to earn my scorn :P