I only just came up with that nickname now, but I believe it is a very fitting name for this one, because she looks like a Mack truck with a tight shirt on. Like a tank in a tank top. She is My Customer, The Truck. MCTT for short.
I don't know if I have talked about this one before... black girl? Five foot nothing? About fourteen tons of American pride? Any of that sound familiar? If not, I really should have said something sooner.
At this point, she is probably close to being tossed out of the lab. As of now, I am the only person left in the lab that she has not gotten into an argument with. I can fake helpfulness like you wouldn't believe. Like... like a shark.
What? I didn't get alot of sleep last night. Sue me.
Anywho, today she said she needed to do some heavy duty printing, so she would like an empty room. We get this alot, so we say ok and set her up in a side room so her prints don't disrupt the main room's print queue. Now, we don't charge for paper, but we do ask that people print within reason.
The printer was completely full when she went in.
Our printers can hold 1000 sheets of paper.
When we checked her printer when she was done, I counted less then 20 sheets remaining.
That, pardon my lingual departure into the land of the harsh, is fucking ridiculous.
We, being me and a coworker, informed our boss, who still has yet to take action against this odious and, while we are at it, overly, offensively odorous person. She has informed us not to let her use a lab again.
Another good note is MCTT said she would be back Thursday, a day I have off. My least favorite employee, and, incidentally, MCTT's least favorite employee, is working that day. I am sure I will hear tales of the shitstorm she is likely to brew when he rejects her request. Next Monday will be most entertaining for me.
I don't know if I have talked about this one before... black girl? Five foot nothing? About fourteen tons of American pride? Any of that sound familiar? If not, I really should have said something sooner.
At this point, she is probably close to being tossed out of the lab. As of now, I am the only person left in the lab that she has not gotten into an argument with. I can fake helpfulness like you wouldn't believe. Like... like a shark.
What? I didn't get alot of sleep last night. Sue me.
Anywho, today she said she needed to do some heavy duty printing, so she would like an empty room. We get this alot, so we say ok and set her up in a side room so her prints don't disrupt the main room's print queue. Now, we don't charge for paper, but we do ask that people print within reason.
The printer was completely full when she went in.
Our printers can hold 1000 sheets of paper.
When we checked her printer when she was done, I counted less then 20 sheets remaining.
That, pardon my lingual departure into the land of the harsh, is fucking ridiculous.
We, being me and a coworker, informed our boss, who still has yet to take action against this odious and, while we are at it, overly, offensively odorous person. She has informed us not to let her use a lab again.
Another good note is MCTT said she would be back Thursday, a day I have off. My least favorite employee, and, incidentally, MCTT's least favorite employee, is working that day. I am sure I will hear tales of the shitstorm she is likely to brew when he rejects her request. Next Monday will be most entertaining for me.
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