Post by NOTTHOR on Jun 1, 2010 22:27:46 GMT -6
We pay kids a hundred sixty fucking thousand bucks a year fresh out of school. On Thursday, May 20, I was covering for a dude who had to miss a few days of work and supervising this kid for him - I told the kid to make a god damned list of every contract on this deal, maybe 75 or so. I lectured the shit out of this kid about not fucking ANYTHING up. Yesterday, shit hits the fan and deal goes into mondo ball punch speed (not my deal mind you, I just babysat it for a few days 2 weeks ago) but I offered to help oversee this kid in the disclosures we have to make because my buddy is getting nutpunched. So I look at the disclosures this kid drafted and even after I lectured the shit out of him, the fucking kid sent me this piece of shit list where he listed the same fucking contracts like 3 or 4 times, had all kinds of fucking typos and shit like that such that the list of 75 contracts was actually over 120 contracts.
Of course, the fucking kid is at fucking home while me and my buddy take a ballpunch at 11 o'clock at night. I went through that fucking list and just got done chewing this kid's ass over the phone and now I have to sit around with my finger in my ass (okay, I enjoy that part) waiting for him to crank monkey the fucking list that I told him to have ready two fucking weeks ago. You would think that the constant layoffs coupled with a hundred sixty grand salary for doing shit like making contract lists would really motivate these fucking kids to bust their balls and do shit right, but I guess that ain't the fucking case. It ain't rocket science, but it's gotta be right. And now I want to call him again and chew his ass some more because my wife just called to tell me she is going to bed and my ass is stuck here for at least another 2 hours waiting for this shit. FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU
Of course, the fucking kid is at fucking home while me and my buddy take a ballpunch at 11 o'clock at night. I went through that fucking list and just got done chewing this kid's ass over the phone and now I have to sit around with my finger in my ass (okay, I enjoy that part) waiting for him to crank monkey the fucking list that I told him to have ready two fucking weeks ago. You would think that the constant layoffs coupled with a hundred sixty grand salary for doing shit like making contract lists would really motivate these fucking kids to bust their balls and do shit right, but I guess that ain't the fucking case. It ain't rocket science, but it's gotta be right. And now I want to call him again and chew his ass some more because my wife just called to tell me she is going to bed and my ass is stuck here for at least another 2 hours waiting for this shit. FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU