Don’t Poke The Bear

There is a really, really annoying guy at work. Like, I cannot even describe the depths and legnths of how annoying this creep is. He talks too loud, too much and he is always repeating the same thing! Lets call him, Shmobert.

 I had the poor fortune to be stuck working next to him tonight. It was only forty minutes, and it felt like an age. I wasnt sure if I wanted to cut my ears off or cut out his tongue (gee..thats pretty violent, coming from me. Feels weird), but mostly I just wanted to scream at him to shut up. He just kept telling the same story to every single customer… I bet they regretted asking him how his day went (akin to poking the bear, ie. provoking a vicious verbal attack)

 ”I worked nine hours yesterday. Seven the day before. Heh heh heh. You were lucky to enjoy your weekend. Heh heh heh.” This kid is a casual, he has no other job, no uni, no tafe, no other comittments. Why the fuck is he complaining?

So a manager came over, said something totally neutral and work related. I wanted to tell him ‘Dont poke the bear’, but of course,  Shmobert took this as a chance to unload on the management. I hope he gets six hours next week and gets bored out of his loopy mind.