Gimme Shelter

I am growing increasingly impatient with this new student that is currently working with me. I had mentioned a few blogs ago that he was a bit of a pain, and he hasn’t improved at all. It got to the point where we had a meeting with him to point out some simple things; not reading the supplied documentation, spending too much time staring, asking questions that are clearly answerable by simply reading said supplied documentation and taking extended breaks from his desk, because we all need to spend over an hour in the bathroom. If he has a medical condition that requires this, he probably should have told the boss right from the get go.

So since that meeting not much has changed except for the amount of questions because he was told off for disrupting the whole team. He is still asking me questions where all the answers are written down, and still spending most of his time staring. I have now placed a 30 inch flat panel on the small filing cabinet between my desk and his to allow me some privacy to work without eyeballs boring into my back all the time but he is still craning his neck and looking over. This time we got the big boss to pull him aside and have a talk with him. His excuse for not reading the documentation? ‘It’s not related to Vista and since I’m working with Vista I don’t need to read it. “ Uh-huh. Every single document he was giving to follow the test guidelines all have to do with Vista. It’s even marked on the paper “In Windows Vista, do the following… “ Anyhoo. I forwarded all printouts to the boss and highlighted all the pages where Vista is marked. He wasn’t impressed.

This morning after spending an hour last night contemplating my plan of action, I decided his notes were going to get an upgrade. I asked him for the binder containing the documents and then spent half an hour with a bright pink highlighter, highlighting ‘Microsoft Vista” wherever I saw it and including any headers where the test guideline was Vista specific.

I handed it back to him and the conversation went like this:

“Here’s you binder back. All your documents have been upgraded for Windows Vista.”

“Really? Ok. We got new papers?”

“No, I just took your old papers and in a bright obnoxious pink highlighter, highlighted all instances of Microsoft Vista because obviously you were having trouble finding it before. So now, you can no longer use the excuse that the documents are not related to Vista. If you continue to ask me questions where the answers are clearly written therein, I will just ignore you and continue my work which you are trying to disrupt.”

A little later on, he calls me over to his desk. “Can I ask you a question?” I said depends, what’s the question? ‘Can I send you all my questions in email from now on, that way I won’t be interrupting you.” Oh sure, that works fine with me.

Now I will have documented proof of his inabilities.


  1. Nice to see you leading him gently to his doom.

    It was evil of you to move the monitor and thereby blocking his view though. He was merely speaking your unspoken language and sadly you could not hear him. Slackers everywhere are crying in pain.

  2. I can still picture the look on his face when I told him that it was his old papers higlighted with obnoxious pink highlighter. I think the word obnoxious made him stop and ponder for a minute. I swear there was drool on his chin.

  3. no doubt he will grow to cherish the love messages you keep sending his way

  4. Amusing joke

    George Bush's Lie Clock
    A man died and went to heaven. As he stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him. He asked, 'What are all those clocks?'
    St. Peter answered, 'Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every ti
    me you lie the hands on your clock will move.'

    'Oh,' said the man, 'whose clock is that?'
    'That's Mother Teresa's. The hands have never moved, indicating that she never told a lie.'

    'Incredible,' said the man. 'And whose clock is that one?'

    St. Peter responded, 'That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Abe told only two lies in his entire life.'

    'So where's George Bush's clock?' asked the man.

    'Bush's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan.


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