Yesterday was one of those days.It started off badly and just got worse as it went on.When I say that it started off badly - I mean,by 8am -it was screwed.
The Branch manager had been away on some course or another on Tueday,so he wasnt in the office the whole day.This gave me the time that i needed to be able to try and catch up on all my work and try and get ahead.
So Tuesday was ok,and I didnt anticipate any problems the next day
And then.....
He arrived at the office the next morning with steam coming out of his ears.All that was missing from his hand was a fiery pitch fork to stab into his next victim.It looked like it was going to be me.
For the past 3 months he has given me grief about one thing or the other.He has a bad habit of changing his design all the time,and never remembers what he tells people to do,as he never writes anything down.He has a memory like a sieve.
He walks up to me and  asks me what I had been doing for the last WEEK.He didnt greet.He never does.He is an arrogant self centred c*&t.Sorry - but its the truth.he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth,and now 34 years later,you can still see it sticking out of the side of his mouth.He doesnt need to work - but he does - sometimes i think he just does it because he knows he is in a position of authority and can fuck people around at will.Until he met me.
You see,he is younger than me and less qualified and I can,most of the time,talk rings around what he is saying,and he gets totally confused,and just simply walks away.
Anyways - he starts going through my work and tells me its all wrong,and that i am wasting his time and that everything is a 'total abortion' - his favourite phrase when he talks to me - and that I am embarassing him.
Well, as calm as you like I asked him what was wrong with it -he said it wasnt what HE wanted.At this point you begin to see the difference between what HE wanted and what is ACTUALLY correct - yes there is a difference.
So the both of us get into this explosive arguement that must have gone on for about an hour and a half - with him throwing insults at me,and me throwing text and reference books at him to show him - listen fool,its done this way  -you tell us to use our disgression - but why should we , when it is always ' totally totally wrong' - in his fucked up brain anyway.
Eventually i think he realised his little rant wasnt getting him anywhere and i wasnt going to burst into tears,or get up and walk out - so he left.
So that was the morning spoilt -now for the afternoon.
That is going to be in part 2 of this mini rant,as it just gets better

Stay tuned folks....