Life beckons.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
「 10:08 AM 」


I'm mother pissed.

And I thought I should never let my most common Indian trait get the better of me. Violence.

Perhaps I should dig deep into my Indian roots and wield out an ancient weapon or some form of martial art to brutally hurt the person annoying me.

He is nothing but a prick. A lazy cockroach of a prick.

Have you ever wondered how lazy one can get? I have..and you know, the level surprises me each day.

Lets name the prick, prick. Yes, I'm very original I know.

So here's the story...

Prick is lazy. Smart though, but lazy.

He uses people to do work that is meant to be shared.
He instructs others, and does no work on his part.
He is always, always engaging in idle chatter or surfing the web instead of working.
He claims to be busy and buried in a pile of work
He thinks others don't do their jobs well
He deliberately sends emails at 1.14am to act like he is always doing/thinking of work
He is always on MC
He is always leaving work halfway in the day (with no prior warning)
He goes for 4 hour long meetings (half of it I bet, spent on coffee and meeting with friends)
He forgets deadlines
He blames others for his mistakes
He does not keep track of work flow
He interferes with others' work (unnecessarily)
He doesn't do his own work
He doesn't do his own work
He doesn't do his own work

Nuf' said.