Yamato
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Guy, Interrupted
There is a movie called "Girl, Interrupted":
http://www.moviesonlineathome.org/watch-2113-Girl-Interrupted
I couldn't really watch it (too boring), so I don't know what it's about. But I could be the subject of a similarly titled movie: "Guy, Interrupted".
This is because Vito the Chimp is back with a vengeance.
Today he interrupted me about 20 times. Once he even interrupted my work, for 30 minutes, to ask me to help a girl with the printer - now he enlists my help to assist people in other offices. I went, helped her, because i felt sorry for this new girl, but never again. I told vito to never ask me again something like that.
I am already bothered enough by him to worry about helping his friends.
He's showing some efforts, such as closing the door after himself, after - thank god - they call him to another room and he has to go waste other people's time.
Then today he started giving me chocolates.
I remember this is something another guy was doing at another bank I was working at, in Luxembourg, over 10 years ago. My worst enemies are into the habit of bringing me chocolates, I suppose to appease me, but the problem is that they don't realize how they still abuse me. Much like my father, who in some way shows love, and in most other ways bothers me and made my life hell.
I don't need chocolates from Vito. It's not that I dislike his face. I dislike what he does. All they would need to get me to like them is to stop busting my balls and let me focus on my work, without asking 30 questions per day.
I am very tired and stressed out by this chimp asking me restlessly for help. My performance is lowered by a good 30% because of this chimp.
These guys - the guys busting my balls the most - even show some love for me, but cannot help busting my balls nonetheless. Because of how they were raised - impolite. Because of their high uncontrolled energy level: restless, hyperactive. I suppose I should be more tolerant. But I don't feel it's fair to ask me that, because whereas they're bothering me, I am not bothering them. Whereas I am trying to work, they are trying to slack off and have fun. Whereas I am doing their job, they're not doing mine. Whereas I am helping them, they're not helping me. It's not fair to ask a hard worker to tolerate slackers the way they tolerate him. You can't say "since the slacker tolerates you, you should show as much tolerance for the slacker". It's not fair. The slacker must die.
I wish I could put all these people on my ignore list and make them disappear from my life. Block their disturbances, like I do on the internet. Internet is the place I should always work, my work place, because it allows me total focus. If i don't want slackers around me, i just don't go on msn messenger. Or I go there and block them. At the office you can't do the same. Internet is the way of the future, the way of the future, the way of the future...
On the other hand, the systems today did very well. In the last 24 hours they made more money than they have ever made in 4 months.
That's because I don't do any discretionary trading and the systems don't care if I am serene or not. They trade by themselves.
There is a movie called "Girl, Interrupted":
http://www.moviesonlineathome.org/watch-2113-Girl-Interrupted
I couldn't really watch it (too boring), so I don't know what it's about. But I could be the subject of a similarly titled movie: "Guy, Interrupted".
This is because Vito the Chimp is back with a vengeance.
Today he interrupted me about 20 times. Once he even interrupted my work, for 30 minutes, to ask me to help a girl with the printer - now he enlists my help to assist people in other offices. I went, helped her, because i felt sorry for this new girl, but never again. I told vito to never ask me again something like that.
I am already bothered enough by him to worry about helping his friends.
He's showing some efforts, such as closing the door after himself, after - thank god - they call him to another room and he has to go waste other people's time.
Then today he started giving me chocolates.
I remember this is something another guy was doing at another bank I was working at, in Luxembourg, over 10 years ago. My worst enemies are into the habit of bringing me chocolates, I suppose to appease me, but the problem is that they don't realize how they still abuse me. Much like my father, who in some way shows love, and in most other ways bothers me and made my life hell.
I don't need chocolates from Vito. It's not that I dislike his face. I dislike what he does. All they would need to get me to like them is to stop busting my balls and let me focus on my work, without asking 30 questions per day.
I am very tired and stressed out by this chimp asking me restlessly for help. My performance is lowered by a good 30% because of this chimp.
These guys - the guys busting my balls the most - even show some love for me, but cannot help busting my balls nonetheless. Because of how they were raised - impolite. Because of their high uncontrolled energy level: restless, hyperactive. I suppose I should be more tolerant. But I don't feel it's fair to ask me that, because whereas they're bothering me, I am not bothering them. Whereas I am trying to work, they are trying to slack off and have fun. Whereas I am doing their job, they're not doing mine. Whereas I am helping them, they're not helping me. It's not fair to ask a hard worker to tolerate slackers the way they tolerate him. You can't say "since the slacker tolerates you, you should show as much tolerance for the slacker". It's not fair. The slacker must die.
I wish I could put all these people on my ignore list and make them disappear from my life. Block their disturbances, like I do on the internet. Internet is the place I should always work, my work place, because it allows me total focus. If i don't want slackers around me, i just don't go on msn messenger. Or I go there and block them. At the office you can't do the same. Internet is the way of the future, the way of the future, the way of the future...
On the other hand, the systems today did very well. In the last 24 hours they made more money than they have ever made in 4 months.
That's because I don't do any discretionary trading and the systems don't care if I am serene or not. They trade by themselves.
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