fuck this job.com

Hahahahahahahahaha!
Stupid supervisor/boss aka shithead has had his PC reformatted and the IT guys thought they were doing him a favour by upgrading the system to Windows 2003 (yes, that's brand new here). But they didnt realise that the moron has a hard enough time using Windows 2000! So now he's wailing that he can't use Word and he can't see his icons (coz they didn't put all the shortcuts on his desktop) and he thinks they've deleted his files -- which btw are on a shared folder on the common drive. So after letting him agonise a bit, I told them to map the drive to his PC at which point he realised that the printer wasn't connected to his machine anymore! What a fun day it's been so far!
But seriously the man is so pathetic with basic software which I don't think is a crime ordinarily...but he is the EDITOR of a publication in an environment where everything is done electronically....and he's been around for about 7 years, may be more. So you'd think he'd have got some training at least in stuff like Word and how to use Outlook since he needs to use those every single day! So far, no one seems to have noticed his total incompetence...or they couldn't be bothered coz he's the sort that'll stay and never ever demand a raise or any benefits or anything.
Meanwhile, it's taken his mind off tormenting me. Plus, I get a laugh out of it!
But of course things can never go that smooth can they?
I was given the supposedly exciting job of proof reading some pages today -- it's part of the editor's strategy to get me to stay (oh yeah! I get to proofread. How terribly exciting!). So, fine I did it. And since there is no standard styleguide around here for anything let alone for proofing marks, I made the changes and explained what I needed done in the margins so that there was no scope for any misunderstanding (I also asked the bossman if they used any particular symbols and used the ones he said to).
Then I went over to the production person and asked him nicely to please make the changes. I even offered to sit with him and go through the corrections as he made them so that there would be no confusion.
Then the guy asks me why I didn't use the standard proofing marks that they use, except he didnt ask, he yelled -- coz I didn't have a reference sheet/ style guide, moron! -- Well ok so I didn't say moron-- I just said that if such a thing existed may be they should share it with everyone so that we could all use it and that since I was only doing what shithead said may be he should talk to him instead (and I guess I may have raised my voice too..but WTF! it is my last week!)Anyway, he did ultimately make the changes, the fat bastard.
I have no idea who's playing me off against whom here.
And now they're all flirting(?) with the blonde secy and their sense of humor is so crude (sample: Hey sexy! You know my wife's still away? So may be after work...smirk, smirk...). I squirm for the wives of these morons. And I must say the girl does put up with it remarkably well...she doesn't go screaming out the room...although I bet she probably does go throw-up later.
Anyway, it's almost lunchtime...so I can slip away to my fave deli and go window shopping...one hour of bliss. *sigh*
And then one of the managers waltzes in and tell me they may have something else in mind for me or they may not...seriously one of the vaguest conversations of my life. So I have no idea where I stand...which was probably his mission...to shock and awe!
And shithead is dying to know what he said...and I wont tell.
LOL!