Huffy and Puffy



So I marched home from work quite angrily cursing like a sailor. There is a genetic weasel who recently has made my job more unpleasant than it needs to be. There are two distinct types of a%#holes in the world, one's who annoy the hell out of everybody but gets the job done. Because of their abilities, you have to put up with them. The second unfortunate category revolves around the truly repellent creatures that annoy the hell out of you, prevent/impede your productivity and don't do much. No question as to where my fellow lies, but I can't figure out if he's stupid or just purposely trying to get my goat with idiotic questions that were formulated and discussed in numerous meetings.



Anyhow, I didn't want to get in trouble with C away in LA so I marched straight home and spent a perfectly good evening installing a wiki.