I know more than you do…

My boss told me the day before that we were going to have some visitors from industry come and tour our lab. This can be a good thing, because these visitors have the potential to give us funding, which is very important.

However, these visitors were actually visiting another department on campus, but the female departmental sponsor decided to bring them to out lab as well. Really, they just wanted some consulting done for free. They kept arguing with my boss, and tell him he is wrong. (Which I could tell really pissed him off). He later proclaimed it “complete bullshit” and that it would never happen again.

Now, this female departmentaly sponsor to these guests had some issues of her own. Basically, she thought she knew everything, but really, she didn’t know her ass from her elbow. (“Should I wipe this, or is it my funnybone….I don’t get it”). Seriously, she sounded like she was making stuff up on the spot. At point I asked MY boss a question, to which she decided it was addressed to her, so she decided to answer “of course you can dumbass” (okay, I added the name calling, but that was the tone she had in her voice). Now once, she said that, it got me a little wound up. I started to notice little things about her (or maybe big things, you decided), like how she kept giving me dirty looks, how she was talking out of her ass (so maybe I should say she doesn’t know her ass from her mouth), and oh yeah, how she was so pear-shaped it looked like an elephant had squashed her. You know the type with the “booty-shelf.” Well, I tried to find a google image, but let me just suggest to you….don’t ever type “booty” into a google search, especially at work….YIKES.

Oh another note, a little lesson for the day (I have modified it some):
“If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it,” but if it is broke, and you did it, you best get your ass to work and fix it…NOW!