Co-worker

Just finishing up my shift here and I've got some terrible news. The company that is doing the HAZ-MAT here, HMHTTC, just switched workers here. There is one cool guy that has been here since the beginning, Larry, he is fun to work with. He keeps to himself, we talk occasionally, but mainly he just leaves me alone. The guy who just left today, Kieth, was also pretty awesome. He was from Jersey and was crude, rude, and hiliarious. Unforunetely the person they replaced Kieth with is a freaking moron. A farm boy from Pennslyvania, he is quite stupid. He really hasn't ever been on a job like this, so has no freaking idea what he is supposed to do. So he has taken to sitting in the office where I'm forced to stay, and just sort of talking. He took over the internet for about 6 hours tonight, playing this stupid golf game. I want him to be like the other guys. Who wouldn't sit in here. They would go sleep in their trucks and just sort of let me do my own thing. But no, this Ashley (he even has a stupid name) just sits and tries to make small talk to me while I'm reading. That really gets me. He won't leave, won't sleep, didn't bring anything to entertain himself with, and complains about everything. Yeah, I know it smells here. Yeah, I know the night shift sucks. Yeah I know you are a freaking idiot. He watched the scrubber screw for about an hour at the beginning of the shift, and he said he slept for most of that. It just irratates me that he is going to totally make these shifts that much harder. No more pushups, no more movies, and no more constant internet. Just, I was making due with this shitty assingment, figuring out how to make the 13 hours pass with only minor boredom. In fact, he is trying to talk to me about rewinding DVDs as I write this. I can't stand it. Going to have to talk to Larry and get this problem fixed.

Ok, the rant this rant is done, and maybe he'll figure out that when I'm completely ignoring him I don't want to hear about his ideas about fucking with people at video stores by putting rewind stickers on DVDs. God, he won't shut up. OH GOD, I'm thinking about destroying my eardrums with the spork from dinner. He won't shut up. Only crap.

Ok, yeah, something is going to have to change here, real quick. Real quick, or Dave is going to be sent home due to beating this fuckhead to death. He just graduated college, or so he is saying now, and I fear the college that would allow this dumbass in. Finally he is leaving, rarely do I wish death on people, actually no, that isn't entirely true, but I'm really hoping he falls into a tank of something terrible. Yeah, like ACID! I think Joey suggested that I tell him the acid is Jell-o and for him to find out what it tastes like. Ahh, fantasies.

Well, I guess this entry entired consisted of me bitching about this new guy and about how I want to ruin his shit with a sledgehammer. Ok, I'm off now. He is gone, and I can put on some music and read my book in peace. At least for the half-hour I have until something needs to be done. *Sigh* an entire evening of good reading and push-ups down the tubes because of a new guy. His death, I've just now determined, must be slow and excruiting.

Later