In any line of work, there’s a special kind of idiocy. Whether it be construction, retail, food service, desk jobs, and IT, there will be an idiot.
Next time you’re at work, look around, you’ll see him (or her, for that matter), with a vacant expression on his face. He hasn’t done his job correctly since he started, and yet inexplicably, he manages to avoid natural selection and continues to live. Look around, you’ll see him. If you don’t, you ARE him.
This post is about Sam.
Sam is a man in his late twenties, of Indian descent. In my experiences, Indians have been the most pleasant people to be around. Despite how they’re publicly portrayed, they tend to be very intelligent, and oftentimes speak english very clearly. Sam is not intelligent nor friendly.
Sam doesn’t do much at work. Sam offers a backhanded insult he doesn’t think I’ll intercept every chance he gets. Sam is generally not friendly. Sam is an idiot.
This is about a specific instance, which happened today. We had a meeting at work, during the meeting, two important things were said, let’s see if my readers can interpret the cryptic message Sam could not:
1. The software invoices are to be divided into two piles. One pile prior to October, the other October to present.
2. Sam is supposed to add the ones prior to October to a spreadsheet.
That was it, simple.
I go through the invoices, dividing them. I then go to Sam’s desk and hand them to him.
“What the hell is this?” He asks.
I’m sure he’s kidding, no one can possibly be that stupid, “The invoices from before October.”
“Why?” He persists, giving me a dirty look beneath his equally dirty glasses.
“So you can put them into the spreadsheet.”
“Isn’t that your job?” He asks. At this point I realize what’s going on. I have obviously stumbled into a vat of stupidity. Stupidity is thick and viscous, its tough to get out of once you’re in.
“Its yours now. We just talked about this, Sam.”
He then goes to the head of licensing, sure that I’m trying to dump my workload on him. He is promptly laughed at, and had to be told the same thing again. As I said… idiot.
So, as an announcement to all who may read this, try to remember this next time you’re at work. Think, pay attention, don’t be an idiot. And maybe, just maybe, I won’t have to come to your town and give you a swift kick to the head.
Zel-kun out.
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