Dumbest Person you Work with.............

First names only please....... :) yes, this is rather mean-spirited, but it's Monday. :puke: and I'm cranky...... :nuke:.....:evilgrin:

Here goes....



Gail. :freak:

I used to live & work at the same place. One afternoon I had to stop a colleague who'd been on the piss (drinking) all day (it was a day off) going off to do some welding.

Runs out of money every Wednesday and hits me up for smokes and cash.

My supervisor is supposed to manage a LAN but doesn't even know the most basic of technical terms. He doesn't even know what a dynamic html page is!

One - Susan - is a bit dumber than the other, but Linda is both stupid and arrogant about it, and that combination is unbeatable. The ignorance of arrogance and the arrogance of ignorance. Plus she's confrontational and flies off the handle anytime anyone questions her inability to complete the simplest task without error, which can make life less than thrilling around here. Her job's been reduced and reduced and reduced to the point that now no one really knows what she does all day, but she's very defensive about it, whatever it is.

Dumb bimbo.

I sell pianos for a living. I'm one of the top YAMAHA salespeople in the US. This guy is so incompetant, but kisses a lot of ass, so he gets by...he reads "the selling bible", and does everything he's told. I sell three times what he does and I don't have enough people to talk to, and I can't convince the owners to get rid of him seein' as he's got his lips surgically attached to their buttcheeks

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failure.

A couple would piss me off every once in a while, but I couldn't class a single one that I worked with as dumb. Pretty much (all but Preacher, who was a sweetheart, anyway) all left-leaning and quite bright.

Preacher, who is a lay minister in a fundy church, never ONCE pushed his views on me or anyone else who didn't specifically go up and ask. This guy is a true Christian (and he dislikes the Bush admin, too!)

Job just before that one? Had to have been the Boss, Alex. He knew his office management, but could NOT handle customers and almost ran the branch into the ground.

None.
Took everything you said literally.
VERY serious.
Never met anyone like him before or since.

"Boy, that was a hot time last night."
"Really? I thought it was quite cool. In the 50s, wasn't it?"

At first I thought he was having me on. Dry sense of humor and all.
He wasn't. He was dead serious in each and every word he uttered.

I think it was some kind of psychological disorder.

me to run...uh.. oops...

I'd have never known that, had she not included that tidbit on her resume.

scary.

Complete Dumbass!! she has no self-confidence!! Constantly asks if she did something right!! and the one time she does do something right she rants and raves about how great it was and how easy it was for her. meanwhile, i am sitting there having done my job right everyday for god knows how long thinking if you would just do your freggin job for a change instead of whining all the time you might have a freggin clue you stupid idiot!!

but hey looks like two of us are cranky!!

smile ally

I dunno. Maybe there's a really smart Heather out there, but I've never met one.

Being that her mother (my sister) had nothing to do with her, she's done amazingly well. I'm proud of her. I'm also honored that her son is (partially) named after me.

Possibly not stupid though his MBA is from University of Phoenix (Dubya could get accepted in that program since daddies checks don't bounce). The day he came to work in our office, a freeper/Alcoholic mentioned that John's ancestors were "butt pirates" (John has a French last name and heritage). Instead of ignoring or defending himself he agreed by saying probably. In our business having a spine is vital, and weakness is abhorred.

He is never without a silly grin on his face, and kisses ass, has a matter of course. He will ask questions just to ask, it is his way to ingratiate himself.

I can not stand to look at him and avoid eye contact at all times. He will ask me questions or give me a greeting on my way to my desk and I do my best to ignore him. I do this to be nice because I am tempted to "Tee Off" on him at all times.

We work in an cubical farm and through seniority have staked out the corner 6th floor window over looking the San Gabriel Mountains to the north, Saddle Back Mountain to the east and John Wayne International Airport to the west. Unfortunately I am effectively trapped there and he will pull up a chair and ask questions that he should not have to ask, just to interact. I have a desk fountain and fantasize about drowning him in it daily.