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Sunday, December 19, 2004

Babysitting Mr. Tit

The worst part of Brad Tit's re-hiring into TDS was the first two weeks. Brad was in our Closed Area with us on swingshift and he had to be escorted and baby sat the whole time. If you come into the Closed Area and you don't have a DoD security clearance, you must be escorted by someone with a clearance at all times. That was especially difficult for me. My boss I think wanted to get even with me for telling her I thought this guy was a real retard so she assigned him to me to train. The whole time Brad wouldn't shut up. He was constantly on me like a bad skin rash. Every time I gave him a task to do at a nearby desk or test station, he would constantly get up every few minutes and wander over to where I was. Then he would just stand there. I hate that. It makes me feel claustrophobic.

All the other guys on our shift were making fun of me. None of them like Brad either so they would laugh at me and make stupid faces at me while Brad wasn't looking. I got even with them though. I am sort of the swing shift lead for the area now so what I say goes. Dave was giving me an especially hard time one night so I gave Brad to him for the following two days to train with him on the middle of the line. Dave hated it. And I upped the amount of evil. Before I unleashed Brad upon Dave I mentioned to Brad that Dave really likes PC computers. I also instructed Brad to ask Dave plenty of questions about the work he does. During that two days I frequently went up to where Dave was sitting and asked him how Brad was doing so far, and if he was having loads of fun. Dave was not pleased.

Barney was also giving me a bad time while I was training Brad. So one night I told Brad that Barney was really interested in cellular phones. Barney apparently was shopping around for a good deal on a cell phone and he didn't know anything about them or where to go to buy one. Plus, he needed to know how cell phones work. It was all bullshit but Brad didn't know any better. His eyes lit up when I said those two words, cell phone. Brad took the very next opportunity he got to tell Barney all about it. He caught Barney in the back room and I eavesdropped.

"So I hear you're interested in buying a cellular phone." Brad said to Barney in his stupid Okie drawl.
"WHAT?" Barney yelled in Brad's face.

Brad proceeded to tell him all about cell phones for the next half hour. I was around the corner listening for the first few minutes and then I went back to my desk snickering the whole way. About a half hour later Barney cornered me at the front of the production line. He was pissed off. Brad told him I was the one who sent him back there to bug him. Barney was like, "Do that to me again and I'll knock the shit out of you." It was still amusing and those guys haven't made fun of me being stuck with Brad since. It's all good.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Smmoooooove....

~SB~

9:14 PM  

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