wind chimes...part II

it happened again this morning...bosses brother turned on the damn windchimes at 9 something this morning...i loudly protested to it immediately. now normally i don't speak at work, i keep to myself and do my work, quietly, while listening to music to drown out the sounds of the idiots around me. but today, i couldn't take it anymore...and i protested...to no avail...

so...i worked up all the courage i could have at 9 something in the morning after only one cup of coffee and i walked into bosses brother's office and proceeded to tell him how distracting the wind chimes were, while closing his door. he freaked out on me, not in a mean scary way, but a childish way, he got pouty about it and kind of moody about it, almost like i hurt his feelings?! oh my god! he is 42 years old, grow the fuck up!

it was at this time i realized how freakishly immature this man is, not that i am surprised by this, but he truly needs some kind of psychological help...memories of past conversations flooded my mind of times where he didn't get his way and he would pout and pout and almost throw a temper tantrum until he got his way, and this was in front of clients!

in addition to this wildly immature behavior, he loves to point the finger of blame onto anyone in the nearest vicinity...right now i am listening to him blame a co-worker in my department about an issue that happened the other day, best part is, the poor girl isn't here to defend herself...it is days like this that i know i need to find a new job...