I work in an office that is operated by a foreigner owner. That’s different from a foreign-owned company. This guy’s an American, but just barely.
He hires people with limited people skills because he, himself possesses limited people skills. In fact, the local facility manager is the modern day equivalent of Adolph Hitler. When I am away, he berates and harasses my employees and makes unreasonable demands of them over the pettiest of issues.
What really gets my goat is his insensitivity to the workplace environment. We come to work early—before-daybreak-early—and the first thing this moron does when he hits the door is turn on all the lights in the place.
There’s nothing more abrasive to the human eye than fluorescent lighting in the morning.
His irritating legacy precedes him each day.
He recently installed a security system that includes camera monitors (we think he may be a closet voyeur) and key-pad entry locks on the doors.
After tapping in two security codes just to get in the building, the first thing that greets us in the morning is the annoying screech of the security system’s squeal until a third security code can be tapped into its keypad.
I think this guy has the locks on the wrong side of the door.
Why would anyone want to break into here?
He hires people with limited people skills because he, himself possesses limited people skills. In fact, the local facility manager is the modern day equivalent of Adolph Hitler. When I am away, he berates and harasses my employees and makes unreasonable demands of them over the pettiest of issues.
What really gets my goat is his insensitivity to the workplace environment. We come to work early—before-daybreak-early—and the first thing this moron does when he hits the door is turn on all the lights in the place.
There’s nothing more abrasive to the human eye than fluorescent lighting in the morning.
His irritating legacy precedes him each day.
He recently installed a security system that includes camera monitors (we think he may be a closet voyeur) and key-pad entry locks on the doors.
After tapping in two security codes just to get in the building, the first thing that greets us in the morning is the annoying screech of the security system’s squeal until a third security code can be tapped into its keypad.
I think this guy has the locks on the wrong side of the door.
Why would anyone want to break into here?
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