This Fucking Guy
The supervisor sending Sunday-night Slack messages marked 'not urgent'
He drops a cheerful little message at 8:42 p.m. on Sunday, says no need to respond tonight, and still manages to kneecap every remaining second of your weekend.
If it was not urgent, it would not have arrived during HBO hours.
The supervisor sending Sunday-night Slack messages marked 'not urgent'. If it was not urgent, it would not have arrived during HBO hours.
He drops a cheerful little message at 8:42 p.m. on Sunday, says no need to respond tonight, and still manages to kneecap every remaining second of your weekend.
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This Fucking Guy
He drops a cheerful little message at 8:42 p.m. on Sunday, says no need to respond tonight, and still manages to kneecap every remaining second of your weekend.
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Same species, different habitat.
A quick thing that somehow needs revisions, a recap, and your entire evening.
This fucking guy says 'one quick thing' at 4:59 and detonates your whole night.
He appears in the doorway one minute before freedom, says this should only take a second, then unfolds a brand-new fire drill like your dinner plans were always fictional.
He believes gravity is a staff member.
This fucking guy never reracks weights and just walks away proud of himself.
He leaves a deadlift setup, two dumbbells, and an abandoned bench behind him like a toddler clearing out a toy chest.
He will now lean crookedly under an overhead bin for 11 minutes.
This fucking guy stands up the second the plane lands like that changes the queue.
Wheels touch the runway and he launches upright like he has been medically cleared to save the aircraft, even though row 31 is not getting off any faster.