riDIKulous

It’s been a complete whirlwind of events today. Wells Fargo blocked access to my check card for “abuse”, I’ve had one hell of a headache, and I was notified that I will no longer be working with The DingBat. Obviously, the latter was the best news I could have received. I mean c’mon... no more stress, no more clean up, no more bullshit, and no more hours slaving over some task she couldn’t do. Actually I meant to say “she wouldn’t do”. I would even dare say “she refused to do”. She is a total lazy cumbucket.

The company I work for decided to move me to another team due to the fact that The Client has taken a chunk of the business elsewhere – well to our competitor, who I liked to call AnderSleaze. I can assure you that it is not because of the wonderful work that my teammates and I did/do. My co-workers and I have bent over backwards trying to cater to every wish for The (unappreciative) Client.

The Client’s BiR found a better deal thanks to the amazing powers of smoozing. All those hours on the golf course and those expensive dinners make a huge difference. It’s a shame really... the company I work for offers a great service to their clients, but in typical Corporate America fashion, The Client decided at the end of the day saving a few pennies is really more important – even when their cost is coming from a distributor that is doing a downright shitty job. I have heard horror stories about their kind of work. I would totally be embarrassed if I was the BiR – then again he IS a space cadet. But hey, that’s business, right?!

Considering that The Client is in no way saint like either, I can’t say that this whole situation is a surprise. You can catch their dirty dealings in the news on an (almost) daily basis. Sure they may come off to the public as God fearing, but when it comes down to the wire, those executives are just redneck slug trash... rich redneck slug trash. Of course.