The only redeeming thing about my current job is the client. As in the people in the company, not the job itself per say as it is a shitty job by nature. Even the accountant that the pure brat loathes is rather bearable as compared to the pure brat (bred).
To the Pure Brat:
You are of the same rank as me and the basic thing you could show me is courtesy or some form of respect. But you don't. You speak to me in a commanding tone and you keep repeating questions about things I have already asked the client but they are still pending (and I told you that already!). Just once is enough. Thank you. You want me to do things which are impractical and we end up just wasting time. And the list goes on.......Wtf. Who the hell do you think you are? I understand you are stressed and I try to see it from your point of view...I try to be accomodating but you are truly testing my patience. I only started on that entity proper on Monday and you are asking me what I have finished today when that shit entity is not easy to do in the first place. Furthermore I had to leave to meet the partner in the afternoon. This year one assistant thinks you are a very PR person but from the way that you are pissing off the client and pissing your fellow team mate, that's not PR, that's ZERO EQ. Arghhhh I really dread seeing you again tomorrow and Friday after which I am thankful that you'll vanish from my sight till the next Friday.
The job is shitty enough already with a shitty manager too who gets frustrated easily...plus a pure brat to ruffle my feathers. !@#
I am so determined to get out of this job. Even if I can't....I rather work with another team on the same job. The people seemed much nicer and friendlier than this pure brat. Of course not not all pure breds are brats. So far the people I met have been nice. I'm just unlucky to meet one, in my biggest job no less and in the SAME team. Sigh sigh.
Sucky V-day.
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