Oh Spiffy….

I should be getting ready to go to lunch right now, but you wanna know what I’m doing instead?  I’m waiting for a fucking psychopath to show up at my office.
 

No shit. 

 Now, to those of you who don’t work in HR let me let you in on a little something.  We have procedures for a reason.  Sure, it’s annoying.  Sure, you want to bitch slap us over things like proper documentation and adherence to policies. Yeah…I’d like to be all “damn the man save the empire” too.  However, I can’t because I have to keep all of you people who think that our termination procedures are just something we wrote one day because we were bored in check.   

For future reference…it is NEVER a good idea to just decide to fire someone and then go and do it about 20 seconds after the idea has occurred to you, I don’t care how much of a jackass your employee is.  Why is this not a good idea you ask? Because…you have pissed of the fucking psychopath who threw things around the production room and threatened to kick your ass and now I have to deal with this idiot who outweighs by about 100lbs and is about a foot taller than I am and has threatened to kick the shit out of pretty much everyone in sight. 

Seriously?  The guy threw a drill at your head.  Now, I don’t know much about power tools and stuff, but if I’m not mistaken drills have a very pointy tip on them and I’m going to be extremely pissed off if, when this guy shows up to pick up his tools and drop off his uniforms, he decides to hit me in the head with a claw hammer or something. 

Here’s what I truly love about this whole situation.  The guy who got fired…one of those big, burley Bubba type dudes.  The guy who did the firing?  Yep…another big, burly, Bubba type dude, who is now hiding from Bubba #1 and letting me deal with him even though I’m tiny by comparison and very girly. 

This should be interesting. 

Wish me luck…