Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Shit Sandwich Sammie and the Binary Solipsism.

Oh Dear. Sammie's stepped in shit. He is way past schedule and racking up fines. 


I ain't taking a bite out of my shit sandwich. 
You guys do it. 
Early on, I noticed that every where I worked there was at least one obnoxious and completely illogical loon that vaults themselves into a position of limited authority, and lords this authority over every one around them. They can be found standing just behind the real mover and shaker and whispering into his ear. I am adept at not drawing untoward attention to myself.
BUT!
Woe unto you that gets in their way.
I find their shameless pandering to the powers that be only slightly less nauseating than their universal trait of being the most lying tattle tale snitches known to man. If there is nothing to rat their nemesis out about, they will make something up.
Snitches get stitches. 
But the stakes are both too low and too high. To fuck with them is to be immediately terminated. And the snitching they do is so low caliber that it is more annoying than anything else. It seems that defending yourself against a lie is petty, but the person telling the lie is okey dokey.
Snitch by manufactured snitch, they erode your standing to management. The people you actually work with know you are competent and knowledgeable. And the end product of your work is acceptable. But management seems to hang on every word out of the mouth of the lunatic. 
And their every word is a dismissal of you. Even though it flies in the face of the reality. The narc has them dancing to some tune only they can hear.
This is the rank and file face of NPD.
These guys need to be exterminated. 
Like it's not enough to have been raised by one of these loons. But I always seem to find one of these ass holes every where I go and these ass wipes spend more time dogging others than actually doing their job. 
I have wondered what would happen if two of these shit stains were in proximity, and how this would effect the balance of the universe.
Now I know.
The past few months has been a learning experience. I only wish I could tell you it was enjoyable.
Both the owner of where I worked, and the foremen of a completely different crew are as NPD as I have seen.
I will give you the test for job site NPD.
First tell the ass kisser that this Rorschach is an abstract that his favorite ass kissee created.

1) This is art work done by your supervisor. What do you see?
This might be the answer: I think this is gorgeous. The artist uses abstract style to create an image of unbounded beauty. His use of shade and light create a tapestry of texture with a flare unlike any other.


Then lock him in garage with a running car, but only long enough to extinguish his short term memory. Tell him the Rorschach is something you created.


2) This was art work was created by the guy down the hall that intimidates you because he has a college  degree and you can't count past 20 without being arrested for indecent exposure. What do you see?
If the answer is: Looks like he spilled ink on a piece of paper and folded it in half and closed it in a book.
You might have an NPD on your hands.
Sorry to break it to you. If you didn't get the humor in the above, lame as it may be, you are a dick with ears.

I was racking my brain to come up with the dynamic between these two guys. I just didn't get how two men locked into such rigid personality disorders could dovetail so nicely. I was walking home from the store last night and my neighbors Tom-Cat was furiously humping one of our Tom-Cats and it suddenly made sense. These guys have to be.......OK let me show you.
http://www.bulliesbegoneblog.com/2012/07/25/nitpicking-control-freak-bosses-always-lose-their-best-employees/
Sammi's crew has almost finished their latest project. And there is nothing to follow up with. So his guys need work. Since Sammi says I am the boob. Goo goo ga joob, my guys are being badgered out to make room for him and his guys.  I jumped the gun and told them to fuck themselves. It was coming in a couple of weeks anyway.  I don't need the aggravation.
If I can't do better than working for that rat shop, I might as well hang myself with a guitar string.

17 comments:

upsi said...

You had me at shit stain.

I can attest, your empirical observation holds up. There is always one of these around. And their stink is easy to identify very early on. Ruthlessly self-serving until the end.

And are persons 1 and 2 actually looking at the same exact thing in the test?

Way to take the high ground, Q.

Tundra Woman said...

"These boots are made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do..."
Well, since the job's about over anyway there's no sense baiting Slimy Sammie with your "Have a Hart" trap. The good thing about working in your industry is there's always somethin' goin' on somewhere and after all these years you have lots of contacts.To work with someone that's THIS...(ahem) "annoying" by Tues. isn't worth it. I'm thinkin' 'ol Sammie has already won the TW "Rustic/Redneck Outdoor Lounge Chair Of the Week" award.
Y'all locked and loaded??!!
TW

q1605 said...

Yes upsi. In fact they would be the same person looking at the same thing except in one test they are told it's from the boss and on the other it's from a co-worker (me). His ass sucking lobe kicks in when he hears it is a boss.
I hope I don't sound like some idiot that screwed up and am defending myself falsely.
They really have no beef with me or the crew. Two guys quit yesterday and I KNOW what lays ahead. We'll be cut loose as soon as they finish the punch list.
And that's fine. Business is business and if him and Sammy are in full bromance it's none of my business. But don't start grinding us down so well quit and they don't have to pay anyone unemployment.
This isn't my first pass through. It's what they do.
But this place is small enough to not have to resort to tactics like this.
They should have held back some though. They should have waited till the last minute because now there is not enough guys doing the other work.
And I say tough shit.
Hello upsi! You too TW but a comment by upsi is rare.

q1605 said...

TW, you asked me the other day if I had ever walked off a job. Now you know.
I am way to old to listen to their bullshit.

Tundra Woman said...

"Ah FEEELLL GOOD! (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Ah knew that I WOULD!"(na-na-na-na-na-na-na)

If they can't organize the schedule to keep everyone working till the end of the job, you're right: They don't want to pay out un-enjoyment.
TW

q1605 said...

And I do. It's funny that Sammy is was over budget and past deadline but he can still find a way to keep the focus on someone else.
I'll check in about a year from now and see if he tanks them.
I wonder if they are in red ink yet.
Man they just about have to be.
Oh well.
I think I'll go be a crab fisherman in Alaska. At least when they are being dicks they do it to save your life.

Tundra Woman said...

q, Forget it. You'd need a whole new wardrobe and a anti-freeze "transfusion." It's not that you're lacking in smarts and know enough not to try that whole, "Let's see what happens if I lick something metal," thereby ensuring any hope for "rescue" or reputation is thoroughly trashed. The cost of living is ridiculous, the cats and wife would miss you.
Besides, you have reliable internet service.
TW

q1605 said...

I am Texan through and through. I was downing hot chocolate just watching "Deadliest Catch" on the Discovery channel and it's still 96 degrees outside.

q1605 said...

We still talk about the cold snap of 2010 where the low was about 8 degrees for four or five days

Tundra Woman said...

You poor "popsicles."
We make up in heating costs what you pay out for cooling costs.
And then some.
TW

q1605 said...

I always debate which is worse. The heat or the cold. Up to a point I pick cold. I lived in my glass shop with no heat for three winters.
But you couldn't walk in the place without AC.
I don't know.
When I was growing up no one much had air conditioning. Just business's and rich people.
I remember at night us all sitting around panting like dogs.

upsi said...

Re: your fishing whim. The egos on those boats are as bloated as anywhere else if not moreso - petty powertrippers those fisherman. And so eager to outdo one another, like the size of the fish you catch out of sheer chance has something to do with your dick or something.

you'd never fit in, far too cool for the sea.

q1605 said...

far too cool for the sea.
Why yes. Yes I am.
Modest too.

Lisa said...

Hahaha, oh upsi and Q

Anonymous said...

We saw a lot of lobster fishermen on the east coast last week, looked like a pretty cool job. Go around in a little boat up and down the coast and in harbors getting the lobsters out of the traps. You have to measure them, though, that could get tricky with those claws, lol.

Sis

q1605 said...

Yes but boiling them in water takes the spunk right out of them.
I can't eat them tho.
I am seeking revenge for the times they induced anaphylactic shock in me.

Tundra Woman said...

Aye, Sis. You're seeing this at a NICE time of year. Fall is beautiful as well (tree-and-mountain wise.) Come back in Jan. Bet you'd get better room rates! ;) Bet you'd never wanna leave 'em either!
Q, you can have the "Nail-The-Claws-Together" job. After your experience(s) a lil' pay-back, no?!
("timeS"?!!)
TW