From Dumbarse to Doorknobs...
Yesterday was an instructive day...!
As you know, I call my boss Clueless because he couldn't buy a clue if he won a multi-million dollar lottery. His lack of common sense, wisdom, and even the ability to understand the basics of money is ALARMING in someone who supposedly retired from the business world as a "successful middle manager" (yes, I know that's an oxymoron!) and who sank his retirement balloon into this motorcycle/ATV/jetski/boat dealership.
I'm guessing as a "successful middle manager", he was carried by his secretary and covered by his boss. He couldn't have been very effective since he can't make decisions and he's passive-aggressive most of the time. He's proven many times he hasn't got the first idea of what someone who manages people actually DOES.
What I may not have been too specific about is his son, who the guys here dubbed "Doorknob" long before I ever met the kid. Doorknob is just-as-smart-as-a...
...and he mutters like Boomhower on "King of the Hill". Considering he's a white kid with whatever education they could slam into his likely very smooth grey matter, this is almost impossible to believe. "Uhndunnawha...?" "'Knuhna takka muh duhh?" (actual quotes)
Yesterday it was like watching a documentary on sharks where one of them is wounded and the others just turn on it. Clueless was doing his best to "instill motivation into people" by whinging at them and then snarling when someone questioned anything he said or asked (and they HAD to, believe me!). Doorknob came in ranting because he doesn't bother to keep track of all the money he spends and he's been using his bank debit card to buy soft drinks...and getting hit with $35 bank fees for overdraft for EVERY TIME HE DOES IT.
[joke]: How many Cokes does a Doorknob buy with his debit card before he owes his entire paycheck to the bank this week? Evidently the number is close to "14".
So in comes Doorknob, mumbling and snivelling through his ranting about the BANK being at fault (?!?!?!) and he's really wound up: "Ghudummbanfuggupmuhmunny!! Ev'tahm geddaCoke, th'fuggupmuhghuddummmmm...."[It goes on for much more, but I was CHOKING while I tried to stifle the laughter.]
Clueless, being the Successful Middle Manager from Obscurity, immediately starts snarking back at him in his inimitable, pissy way he does. He would have made an amazing FilleConcrete clone! *snorts* As his is wont, he upbraids Doorknob the Chip Off the Old Clueless with his ascerbic tongue and stupid observations. Keep in mind, this is the guy who doesn't understand why the Bank's internet connection doesn't update his balance every time he handwrites a check. I'm half surprised he hasn't asked why the Bank's internet connection doesn't update how much money he's carrying in his pocket.
Doorknob roars back at Clueless, becoming a LITTLE more coherent as he gets angry: "Yeah, Imma dumbfuck a'cos ah canna gehaCoke!!!"
They tear into each other with abandon. I'm stuck here with Clueless sitting NEXT TO ME and trying not to laugh or tell them they deserve one another.
Oh, dear...I laughed until my sides hurt once they went away!
THIS is the little Dynasty I work for. I be skeered!!
Nechtan :)
As you know, I call my boss Clueless because he couldn't buy a clue if he won a multi-million dollar lottery. His lack of common sense, wisdom, and even the ability to understand the basics of money is ALARMING in someone who supposedly retired from the business world as a "successful middle manager" (yes, I know that's an oxymoron!) and who sank his retirement balloon into this motorcycle/ATV/jetski/boat dealership.
I'm guessing as a "successful middle manager", he was carried by his secretary and covered by his boss. He couldn't have been very effective since he can't make decisions and he's passive-aggressive most of the time. He's proven many times he hasn't got the first idea of what someone who manages people actually DOES.
What I may not have been too specific about is his son, who the guys here dubbed "Doorknob" long before I ever met the kid. Doorknob is just-as-smart-as-a...
...and he mutters like Boomhower on "King of the Hill". Considering he's a white kid with whatever education they could slam into his likely very smooth grey matter, this is almost impossible to believe. "Uhndunnawha...?" "'Knuhna takka muh duhh?" (actual quotes)
Yesterday it was like watching a documentary on sharks where one of them is wounded and the others just turn on it. Clueless was doing his best to "instill motivation into people" by whinging at them and then snarling when someone questioned anything he said or asked (and they HAD to, believe me!). Doorknob came in ranting because he doesn't bother to keep track of all the money he spends and he's been using his bank debit card to buy soft drinks...and getting hit with $35 bank fees for overdraft for EVERY TIME HE DOES IT.
[joke]: How many Cokes does a Doorknob buy with his debit card before he owes his entire paycheck to the bank this week? Evidently the number is close to "14".
So in comes Doorknob, mumbling and snivelling through his ranting about the BANK being at fault (?!?!?!) and he's really wound up: "Ghudummbanfuggupmuhmunny!! Ev'tahm geddaCoke, th'fuggupmuhghuddummmmm...."[It goes on for much more, but I was CHOKING while I tried to stifle the laughter.]
Clueless, being the Successful Middle Manager from Obscurity, immediately starts snarking back at him in his inimitable, pissy way he does. He would have made an amazing FilleConcrete clone! *snorts* As his is wont, he upbraids Doorknob the Chip Off the Old Clueless with his ascerbic tongue and stupid observations. Keep in mind, this is the guy who doesn't understand why the Bank's internet connection doesn't update his balance every time he handwrites a check. I'm half surprised he hasn't asked why the Bank's internet connection doesn't update how much money he's carrying in his pocket.
Doorknob roars back at Clueless, becoming a LITTLE more coherent as he gets angry: "Yeah, Imma dumbfuck a'cos ah canna gehaCoke!!!"
They tear into each other with abandon. I'm stuck here with Clueless sitting NEXT TO ME and trying not to laugh or tell them they deserve one another.
Oh, dear...I laughed until my sides hurt once they went away!
THIS is the little Dynasty I work for. I be skeered!!
Nechtan :)