My Looney Tunes boss is riving me nuts.
He doesn't know how to delegate.
Gives me my instructions then proceeds to do the assigned job himself.
We make french bread using huge automated machines.
I mix the dough and at certain times during the process I must perform certain operations to move on to the next phase.
The time arrives to press a button or pour the dough into a huge hopper and he comes up behind as I'm about to press the button and he presses it when my finger is millimetres away from the switch.
Other times he'll actually do it early before I have a chance to do it.
He's constantly complaining that he has too much to do and that's because he's trying to do everyone's duties for them.
We may as well not be there.
Inevitably he fucks everything up then blames us for the fuck up.
His French arrogance makes him believe that he's indispensable and that he alone can do the work.
Recently he took a large cast alloy turning wheel away from me just as I was about to clean it. I hear a huge clang as the idiot drops the wheel onto the concrete floor suddenly it's (the cast cylinder) is no longer round, it's oval.
He quietly puts it next to me hoping I'll re-install it without noticing that he's rooted it.
I point it out to him and without comment he takes it down to our engineer (also French) who attempts to repair it using a massive sledge hammer.
This fucks the cylinder completely as it now has a huge crack in it as well. He's fucken' crazy and I'm gonna kill him.
― Felix Andropopoulos (Flix), Friday, 10 March 2006 23:04 (twenty years ago)