Precision Group Idiots

Yep. The rumors I heard were all true. The Precision Group that moved in next door to us really is chock full of clowns. I don't know how they have been able to stay employed here all these years. They're terrible people. Each evening I hear the same routines play out. Early in the shift Super Shopper will show up and begin to describe in an all too loud voice her retail exploits for the day. About a half dozen dingbat housewives in their 40s to 50s will crowd around her and listen to how Super Shopper got over on some poor pimply faced checker at Target, or how she manipulated a salesperson at Mervyn's to get a severe discount. One of her favorite tactics seems to be the one where you buy something, and then weeks later when the item goes on sale you bring it back to get the difference in price. Super Shopper lives for those moments. I think she leads a very unhappy existence and must feel like she has no control over things in general. This is one way she gains some control over other people, I guess.

The women will crowd around Super Shopper as soon as she gets in to work each day. She will declare, "I just bought sixteen pairs of Winnie The Pooh underwear for $5.99!" The dingbats will hollar "Yeah!" Then they'll spend an hour talking about what a great deal it was, with amazement in their crazed consumer eyes. I'm sick of hearing it. I need to go to labstock and swipe dozens of ear plugs. Either that or I'll have to bring my walkman in from home and blast harsh Industrial music into my brain to drown out the female stupidity. I gotta do something, and fast or I'm going to do badness upon Super Shopper. I know she's tough to deal with. I've heard in the past few years she's ruined many employees here. Usually she fabricates an incident of some sort and then goes straight to management with it. She's successfully had full time employees fired, as well as poor unsuspecting temporary workers. Super Shopper is pure evil. I despise her, and I want to fight the good fight somehow. She needs to be put in her place.

Meth is another loser in the Precision Group. I've been trying to stay away from that guy as much as possible. He's a short, goatee wearing fool that's overweight and balding. He's one of the only employees they brought down here from Spokane. He was a temporary worker up there, and his mother was a full time regular employee. Some of the line Material Coordinators felt sorry for the guy, why I have no idea, and they hired him in full time. The only catch was he had to relocate to California. They made a huge mistake hiring him in. He's worthless. Meth is like J1 in that he constantly tells tall tales about himself, but that's about as far as the similarity goes. Meth has a bad temper and he flips out at the drop of a hat. His usual temper tantrum antics involve throwing whatever he has in his hand at the moment. Doesn't matter what the item is or how lethal it might be. So far I've seen him throw torque wrenches, pieces of large hardware, and x-acto knives right at other employees. One night I witnessed him throw an x-acto at another nitwit, and he stabbed the guy. The knife flew straight into the other idiot's shoe and right into his foot. He bled all over the place.

I don't know why Meth didn't end up being strangled by the idiot that was knifed. If it had been myself, I would have dismantled Meth, then I'd make a call to site security and have him hauled out of the area. Management's reaction would be swift. After being notified of violence in the workplace that fuckup would no longer have a job at Bill and Dave's company. It's pretty simple stuff. To my amazement though, the guy didn't stand up for himself and never told a soul. I wasn't the only witness to the x-acto episode. None of us did anything either. Looking back on it now I don't know why I didn't do anything about it. I should have done something. I'm ashamed that I took no action.

There's a Vietnamese woman working in their assembly area named Ann. I have dubbed Ann The Screw Murderer. Screw Murderer sits at a board mod workbench all night long and kills the hardware she's putting into each and every mod she touches. I can hear individual screws dying the hard death as she places them on a board mod and begins to torque them down. Actually, I can hear her killing T-10 hardware from the other side of the building, it's that loud. "REEEeeeeeeeeT REEEEEEeeeeeeT REEEEEeeeeet!" groan the screws and the metal threads they are going into.

Just out of sheer curiosity one night I walked over to where Screw Murderer was wreckin' shit and I watched how she does it. She takes a poor unsuspecting screw from the part bin and places it at an angle instead of straight up and down with the hole it's supposed to go into. She grabs a pneumatic torque driver and hits the trigger. The hardware only goes in a turn or two before seizing up and the torque driver stops cold. Without any hesitation, Screw Murderer picks up a hand driver and keeps turning until the cross threaded screw is flush to the surface of the frame. I'll say this, she puts in a tremendous effort to get them all the way down. That's where the horrible REEEEEEeeeeeT noises come from, her hand tightening of the destroyed screws. Every turn emits horrible sounds that are far worse than fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard.

I asked Mr. Mo and Wingnut Dan why they allow her to keep wrecking everything she builds. Both of them told me they've tried many times to retrain her to no avail. She's another one of those "I no do." people. When they make the effort to correct her habits she keeps saying "I no do." They also approached their management team about it, but the line supervisors did their patented song and dance around the issue. So it never got resolved. Screw Murderer continues on unchecked and unhindered. Makes me choke when I realize customers are receiving our products in this kind of shape. They're paying upwards of $50,000 per box, easy. Bill and Dave's customers deserve better than this.