I have often referred here to my fellow assistant manager as a sociopath for the way in which he handles the scheduling. Today he has officially earned the nickname of Sociopath.
Do you remember Biohazard, the handicapped employee with the body function control issues? Well, my thoughts for him aside he is still a human being. His grandfather died today. The family knew it could happen any day and Biohazard had warned me last night that he might have to leave work if his condition worsened. So when helapsed into a coma this morning Biohazard had to leave. Sociopath arrived a few minutes later and I informed him of the situation. He basically couldn't understand why someone would leave to go be with their dying grandfather. "A parent I could understand, but a grandparent? I mean yeah, you might go visit them when their dying but you wouldn't go keep vigil!"
Am I the only one who finds this deeply troubling and offensive? All my grandparents are dead and losing each one was hard on me and everyone else in our family. My maternal grandmother was a particularly trying time emotionally and spiritually. It led to one of the most beautiful moments in my life, but that's another story. We live in a world now where it is not uncommon for children to be raised by grandparents. I pity one such individual the day they come to work at that place and have to go keep vigil!
I let Sociopath walk away with his statement unchallenged. It was one of those moments where I was too stunned to have anything to say.
Later Sociopath was making fun of the way Biohazard walks. Biohazard has spinobiffeda. Were it not for several surgeries Biohazard would not be able to walk. This time I was more prepared. I told him that there were plenty of legitimate reasons to make fun of Biohazard but the way he walks is not one of them. And that making fun of a handicapped person's disability is NOT okay. He dropped the subject. Then he began talking to me about how women always seem to want him and all the female stalkers he's had in his life. *eyeroll*
Ladies and gentlemen, if you've heard me say it once you've heard me say it a thousand times: I NEED TO GET OUT OF THERE.
On an unrelated note, I am going through a joyful process of rediscovering the band Motorhead. Oh to be fourteen again and screaming away to the "No Sleep Til Hammersmith" live album as though Lemmy Kilmister's sardonic lyrics and tortured singing contained all the answers in the world! Most of you have no idea what I'm talkin about but that's okay. When I tire of Lemmy's scratchy moan, I've been switching to "God Has A Plan For Us All" by Angtoria, which is the solo project of Cradle of Filth/Therion backing vocalist Sarah Jezebel Deva. I was iffy on the album at first (Sarah's vocals are way overproduced,) but I've got to admit it's really grown on me.
Again, most of you will not know what I'm talking about, so carry on. Nothing to see here.
Do you remember Biohazard, the handicapped employee with the body function control issues? Well, my thoughts for him aside he is still a human being. His grandfather died today. The family knew it could happen any day and Biohazard had warned me last night that he might have to leave work if his condition worsened. So when helapsed into a coma this morning Biohazard had to leave. Sociopath arrived a few minutes later and I informed him of the situation. He basically couldn't understand why someone would leave to go be with their dying grandfather. "A parent I could understand, but a grandparent? I mean yeah, you might go visit them when their dying but you wouldn't go keep vigil!"
Am I the only one who finds this deeply troubling and offensive? All my grandparents are dead and losing each one was hard on me and everyone else in our family. My maternal grandmother was a particularly trying time emotionally and spiritually. It led to one of the most beautiful moments in my life, but that's another story. We live in a world now where it is not uncommon for children to be raised by grandparents. I pity one such individual the day they come to work at that place and have to go keep vigil!
I let Sociopath walk away with his statement unchallenged. It was one of those moments where I was too stunned to have anything to say.
Later Sociopath was making fun of the way Biohazard walks. Biohazard has spinobiffeda. Were it not for several surgeries Biohazard would not be able to walk. This time I was more prepared. I told him that there were plenty of legitimate reasons to make fun of Biohazard but the way he walks is not one of them. And that making fun of a handicapped person's disability is NOT okay. He dropped the subject. Then he began talking to me about how women always seem to want him and all the female stalkers he's had in his life. *eyeroll*
Ladies and gentlemen, if you've heard me say it once you've heard me say it a thousand times: I NEED TO GET OUT OF THERE.
On an unrelated note, I am going through a joyful process of rediscovering the band Motorhead. Oh to be fourteen again and screaming away to the "No Sleep Til Hammersmith" live album as though Lemmy Kilmister's sardonic lyrics and tortured singing contained all the answers in the world! Most of you have no idea what I'm talkin about but that's okay. When I tire of Lemmy's scratchy moan, I've been switching to "God Has A Plan For Us All" by Angtoria, which is the solo project of Cradle of Filth/Therion backing vocalist Sarah Jezebel Deva. I was iffy on the album at first (Sarah's vocals are way overproduced,) but I've got to admit it's really grown on me.
Again, most of you will not know what I'm talking about, so carry on. Nothing to see here.