annoyances and bitchings.......

So, we have a new guy at work.  His name is James.  James is a fucking douchebag.  They gave James the K.C. route.  This is how stupid James is WITHOUT really having any affect on me or my job.

1.  Our order tickets come off the printer, with what was ordered and its location in the warehouse.  Simple way....remove order from printer, look at order, take order to corresponding location, grab item, bring back, load on truck, move on to next order.  James' way......take order off printer, look for piece of paper and pen, to re-write the item and location, so his dumbass who obviously has no numerical comprehension, can wonder aimlessly through the warehouse for 20 minutes, before bothering someone to help him find the item, which, on more than one occassion was already pulled by James, and sat somewhere where he doesn't remember.

2.  We are off Friday's and Saturdays, which means we go in Sunday anytime we want to make Monday's deliveries.  James comes in around 9am, loads his truck, then clocks out around 12.  Comes back, clocks in around 4pm, and doesn't get back untill 4am, driving a route that is no more than 450-500 miles round trip.  Again, not really affecting me or my job, so, whatever, he's an idiot.

3.  He loses his password to the computer, and for 2 weeks he would make everyone else put up his returns.

4.  Heres where he fucks my shit up.  Last Thursday I come in at 7:30ish pm.  Everyone else leaves at 6pm, I come in later so I dont have to deal with anyone.  I pull in the parking lot and see my work truck sitting there in the parking lot, windows down, phone, gps, xm radio, all out in the open.  Apparantly James was the last one out before I got there and forgot to put my truck back in the building.  So I was a little pissed, made a call to the other driver, who is basically our superior, and told him about it, we spent 20 minutes on the phone talking about all the shit James fucks up, we laugh, call him a douche bag, and move on with our night.

5.  Last night, my Monday, I come in, do my usuall stuff, start to get ready to load my truck, and I see James car parked infront of my Work truck.  Ok, people sometimes lock their car in the building when they leave, no biggy, BUT remember James is a douchebag.  I go in to move his car, and guess what....no key.  I called him, he said it was in the middle console.  NO, then he said check between the seats.  So there I am digging through 6 month old McDonalds bags, trash, and god knows what else looking for this key, to never be found.  I have to take the S.E. drivers truck and hope to be back before he clocks in at 5am.

I get back to the shop around 5:30, James is standing at the door.  I see that the S.E. driver is there and gone, having to take another truck.  James proceeds to tell me he left the key on the piece of paper he re-writes his orders on, and he left it on the glass rack.  WE HAVE 50 FUCKING GLASS RACKS DOUCHEBAG.  Then he asks me to help him navigate the computer, I half assed told him how to do it, told him to NEVER park infront of my truck again.  He continued to ask or ramble some nonsence to me, but I ignored him, clocked out and left.

FUCK YOU JAMES, YOUR A DOUCHEBAG, AND I HOPE YOU DIE

Thanks for listening

Later Fuckers

The Sick One