Lusers suck, at best

Goddamn stupid lusers! For typing sake, I'll refer to them as ${GSL}.

${GSL} comes to my desk a week or so ago, asking if I can be in for
08:00 for some goddamn stupid goddamn outage. I tell her it'll be
difficult at best. She asks again, so I tell her the same thing in
different words. She asks AGAIN! Clearly, to get rid of her, I've got
to say something placating. Fine, she went away.

Today, ${GSL} comes to my desk to make sure that I'll be there for 08:00
and to make sure I'll contact her before taking her machine away. I
reiterated that I wasn't guaranteeing a thing, not in so many words,
other than I know how to do what she wants done. Effectively, I
wouldn't have guaranteed that the sun would come up tomorrow. I
*refuse* to take my future behavoir and summarize it for some ${GSL},
especially when I *know* I'll probably forget and be late for my
*normal* time.

(She had my *ENTIRE* fucking group she could have asked for this silly
thing, but NOOOOOOOO, ignore the fact that they're ALL in by 08:00, and
ask ME who is the ONLY person who is ALWAYS in NOTICABLY later, and
REQUIRE me to break *MY* day to come in earlier for a goddamn stupid
outage.

Oh, all the business owners agreed that this outage should take place
during the day. Right. No one uses Crystal Reports during the day,
that'd be too inconvenient. Schedule the outage after hours, which
would be no problem for me? *** no.)

So she goes away, and apparently complains to my supervisor that I'm not
being cooperative. Right. I didn't stare at her tits either. Or her
face. I don't give a rat's ass what she looks like, which is probably
not what she's used to. After all, she's a cow-orker, and probably
married as well, so *I'm* not getting her ***, so I don't *care* what
she looks like, *or* that she's female. To hell with her. To me, she's
a ${GSL}, she'll always be a ${GSL}, and she's not helping her case by
complaining about it.

My supervisor, who is quite good in my opinion, comes and asks what
happened. Unfortunately, he had to tell me what was said, which PISSES
me off a bit. So I corrected her inability to understand plain spoken
English. He understood what I said. I was fairly kind to her, since I
didn't tell her any of the above. *NOW* I just want her to go ***
herself, but I didn't think of much of this until afterwards.

So now she seems to have postponed the outage! *SEEMS* is the operative
word, 'cause no one has said anything official. They COULDN'T, because
she sent the note after most everyone had left.

So I'm still stuck coming in ridiculously early for NOTHING, and I can't
get OUT of it.

If by tomorrow at this time, I'm officially in recovery, I won't be
surprised.

--
Anthony said:
> A few minutes ago I attempted to give a flying fsck, but the best I
> could do was to watch it skitter across the floor.
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