Originally Posted by
NotThatGuy
So as the oldies may remember, I owned a tech business years ago. Gave it to my employee's in 2015, due to health issues. I sometimes get calls to come down to the shop to help out, which is fine with me. I really don't have the capacity to work fulltime and it gives me a chance to catch up with my old team. Got a call earlier this week, that one of my very first clients needed to have a server upgrade (this is probably the 4th one we have done in roughly 15 years). I happily agreed to go with, the owner of this company and myself have become buddies over the years. Play golf once in a while, grab a beer here and there, that type of shit. Good guy. Well at this point, he is in a similar role as myself. More or less retired, his son took over the company and things are going well for them all. I spoke to my old friend a few days ago, it was imperative that we do the change over early this morning, before his staff and customers hop onto the network. Not a really hard thing to do on an upgrade. He had asked if we could be there around 7am this morning, which sucks for a Friday, but it means my crew are done early for the day which they like. Plus, the owner of this company, is a legend for taking care of people. Like it's not uncommon to have one of our crew there, doing something stupid (he would call for all computer issues), fix the problem and the owner would pay the bill plus palm the tech a hundred dollar bill. So our staff jumps to go over there.
So we got to the client site at 6:45. Place is dark, no big deal. Figure someone will be there right at 7. I send one of the techs to do a coffee/bagel run while we waited. Tech came back about 30 minutes later, place is still not open. Odd, I think to myself. We have never had an issue like this. I tell the team, if no one is here by 7:30, I will call the owner. 7:30, I call Scott, the owner. He answer's and asked if there was an issue we ran into, I said "Yeah, no one is here to let us in, what the hell Scott?" He apologized, said he was on his way and would be there in 20 minutes or so. About 15 minutes later, a car comes FLYING into the parking lot, a little Kia pile of shit, you know the ones that you see in ads "If you have a job and 100 bucks, we can get you into this SWEET Kia whatever". One of those numbers. Out hopped one of the biggest sheboons I had ever seen, she immediately started apologizing for running late all the while we were wondering how she even fit in the car. She had to have weighed as much as the car, it was astounding. She opened the doors, shut the alarm off and sat at the reception desk. Now, it's a normal desk, but her chair was a heavily modified office chair. The arms were missing and it almost looked like two seats were welded together to create this ass cushion. Whomever designed it, should be working for NASA. We proceeded to the break room, bagels and coffee were laid out and we went to the server room (next to the break room) to get everything going. At this point it was about 8am, we had an hour to do things, we were going to be close. Everyone starts doing what they know to do, the team is very efficient and works well together, everyone stays in their lane.
Now, as I had mentioned. I have been in this building since Scott bought it in the early 2000's. Every cable run through the place was by my team. I knew where everything was, how it worked, etc. So did most of the team this morning. I excused myself to go to the bathroom, walked up to the door and it was locked. Bathroom is behind the boon's desk in the hallway, I walked up and asked if there was a key. She was yapping on her cellphone and I shit you not, she said "Da Hepp is axing a quession, hole on.." She turned to me and said "We keep da dooh locked now, da hepp can't use it. Gas stations down da stree." And she went back to playing on FB on her workstation. Odd, I said to myself. This sow seriously called us the help and won't let us use the restroom. Give a nigger a little power I guess. Also, at this point, I realized the sow had 3 bagels and one of our tubs of cream cheese on a plate on her desk. We never offered her one, she decided that she would just take the bagels and an entire tub of cream cheese. So I once again, asked if I could use the bathroom, she let out a very loud sigh and repeated exactly what she had just said a minute before. Once again, calling us the "help". I casually reached over, grabbed the plate of bagels and tub of cream cheese and threw them into the garbage can next to her. I think the fact that i did that scared her more than anything, she just sat there, mouth agape, realizing I tossed her free breakfast. Judging by the food stuck in her teeth and cream cheese on her face (which I hadn't noticed), the 3 bagels I pitched were only what was left of the 5 or 6 she grabbed. I turned around to walk back to the server room as Scott came flying into the office. He was pissed. He didn't even say hello to me, just eyes right on the sow. "Nigger-Name! What time did you show up today!" she looked scared. She knew she fucked up. "Um...a lil aftah 7..." she meekly said. Scott looked at me and said "NTG, what time did she show up?" I told him about 7:45 or so. She started to argue, he said he was going to pull the alarm deactivation times and that they would talk later. He then looked at me, gave me a smile and said "NTG, you look great, how have ya been?" I said "Scott, I am doing great, but in all honesty, I gotta take a piss and she won't unlock the bathroom". His smile instantly went to rage, he slowly looked at the sow and said "We have had this conversation, you WILL go unlock the bathroom doors right now. You are NOT in charge of them. That is not your role in this company. If you want to be a bathroom attendant, then go down the street and get a job at Manny's Steakhouse". At this point, she knew she fucked up. She waddled down the hallway, huffing and puffing, unlocking both doors and then just kept walking. I didn't see her for the rest of her time there. Not sure if she took his advice and went down to Manny's or what. But she was gone. We finished up with things right on time, Scott and I caught up over coffee and bagels. Scott palmed all the techs a little "something for Christmas" and we left. On our way out, I announced in a loud voice "The HELP is leaving". Scott looked at me funny and I told him the story of the sow calling us the "help". He just hung his head down and turned around. I will post an update as soon as I hear what happened. I am sure I will get a call tonight.
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- So he made the muzzie sow a janitor..... perfect position for the lazy sow.