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ravenswordThere's a guy in my office who is fairly successful, mid-level management, does a pretty good job at his job. HOWEVER, outside of his very set of skills and job-related intelligence, he is among the most airheaded dipshits I have ever come across. Think Riley Smith level, and go down a peg or two. Let's, for the sake of conversation, call him Joe.
No, really. It's like he's focused his entire intelligence into this very small subset of knowledge and has never looked outside of it. There was a time when another employee and I were talking, and I was asking questions about something he'd said about his weekend. This man is Hindu and had celebrated some holy day. Joe came in part way through the conversation, listened intently, and when we turned to see what he wanted, he asked, "So...wait, what church is this?" and when we explained that it wasn't a church, that Hathi (short for some name I can NEVER pronounce) was Hindu, he was "I've never heard of this church, is it like Catholic?"
I am not joking. It took us almost an hour to make him understand that Hinduism is COMPLETELY different from Catholicism, or any sort of Christianity. And in the end, his response was "But you believe in Jesus, right?"
*headdesk*
Somewhere along in the last month or two, he's picked up the word fetish. He's used it in a number of ways that very clearly indicated that he didn't really know what it meant. Today he told someone that he had a cream fetish while he was getting coffee in the break room near my desk.
I couldn't help myself. "That's one I've never heard of." I said. "Do you like it licked off, or do you do the licking?"
He blinked at me. "Huh?"
"Your fetish. I'm trying to understand how you use cream."
"I put a lot of it in my coffee." he answered.
"And then...." By now, the person he had been talking to is red in the face from trying not to laugh. "You what...spill it on your thighs? You dip your....in it?"
"My what?"
"You said you had a fetish. Not something I'd usually talk about at work, but since you brought it up..."
"I don't understand."
I smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "I know you don't. Maybe you should look the word up before you use it again. Come see me if you have any questions."
And that's how my Tuesday morning started. How's yours?
No, really. It's like he's focused his entire intelligence into this very small subset of knowledge and has never looked outside of it. There was a time when another employee and I were talking, and I was asking questions about something he'd said about his weekend. This man is Hindu and had celebrated some holy day. Joe came in part way through the conversation, listened intently, and when we turned to see what he wanted, he asked, "So...wait, what church is this?" and when we explained that it wasn't a church, that Hathi (short for some name I can NEVER pronounce) was Hindu, he was "I've never heard of this church, is it like Catholic?"
I am not joking. It took us almost an hour to make him understand that Hinduism is COMPLETELY different from Catholicism, or any sort of Christianity. And in the end, his response was "But you believe in Jesus, right?"
*headdesk*
Somewhere along in the last month or two, he's picked up the word fetish. He's used it in a number of ways that very clearly indicated that he didn't really know what it meant. Today he told someone that he had a cream fetish while he was getting coffee in the break room near my desk.
I couldn't help myself. "That's one I've never heard of." I said. "Do you like it licked off, or do you do the licking?"
He blinked at me. "Huh?"
"Your fetish. I'm trying to understand how you use cream."
"I put a lot of it in my coffee." he answered.
"And then...." By now, the person he had been talking to is red in the face from trying not to laugh. "You what...spill it on your thighs? You dip your....in it?"
"My what?"
"You said you had a fetish. Not something I'd usually talk about at work, but since you brought it up..."
"I don't understand."
I smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "I know you don't. Maybe you should look the word up before you use it again. Come see me if you have any questions."
And that's how my Tuesday morning started. How's yours?
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:07 pm (UTC)I knew a girl like that in high school Extremely book smart but completely lacking in any common sense/outside experience.
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Date: 2013-01-22 05:37 pm (UTC)Bet he's also looking at her just a little bit different today! LOL.
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