Can't Stop Won't Stop

Another thing to add to the never-ending math equation that is the list of things that piss me off:

Running in to temps you have used for past projects.

This is very much a case of the good, the bad, and the ugly...

Today I saw the good. I ran in to a temp we had used a while back. For all intents and purposes I will refer to him as Abercrombie & Snitch (not because he was actually a snitch, I just think that all temps are natural born snitches and should be snitch slapped on a daily basis). He knew the deal, I spotted him out of the corner of my eye, he spotted me out the corner of his, and we acted as though we had never met each other, the way God intended it. That is the good.

I have seen the bad. The bad is when you run upon a temp who got a better job than you. It really doesn't get much worse than that.

Then there is the ugly. The ugly is when little snitch temps get axed and go out of their way to run over to you and complain about it. There was one snitch we had here, a real fucking loser, and literally everyone hated him. I am serious, everyone who even looked at this kid didn't even like him. This kid then proceeds to get a job in the immediate area and complain about how we let him go because he was a pissant little snitch motherfucker. Fuck you, you ARE A TEMP, you are literally the scum of the white collar world. The world is a tough fucking place, deal with it.