Nah son. This fucking psycho leaves the roll on the FLOOR in front of the toilet in the public bathroom.
Motherfucker does it every. Fucking. Time.
This was because someone borrowed his pen or some shit. Not even a special pen. Like a Bic.
God forbid you come in with a back ache. He knows EXACTLY what's causing it and can save you "thousands of dollars in 5 seconds" with his one adjustment
So far, he's incapacitated several people and made them go to a doctor
Fun part is, I was a taekwondo instructor for like 3 years. I know the dumb bullshit he fronts.
No matter who you talk about, he knows them. I'm not joking. Like, your friend Bill from high school science? "Oh yeah, his mom had reddish hair, right? Kinda had the speech thing?"
NO. NO. STOP IT YOU PRETENTIOUS WEIRDO.
I worry what you hear is: he talks a lot.
No. He never. Stops. Talking.
If he runs out of stuff to say, or people to talk to, he narrates what he's doing. His every movement. Loudly. In your direction. Like he's expecting you to respond.
"I'm surprised they haven't fired him yet" -Something I've heard damn near every customer say
Something small will go wrong and this fucker scrambles the jets and lights the beacons of Gondor because we hit a small speed bump. He's called in so many favors, the man himself might as well just open up a bank of IOU's
YOU CAN ONLY PULL THE "HEY IT'S ME" LINE IF YOU:
1) ARE DATING
2) ARE FRIENDS OF 10+ YEARS
3) HAVE AN UNMISTAKABLE VOICE LIKE GILBERT GOTTFRIED
Fucker is on his 7th smoke break in 2 hours. He spends MAYBE 2 hours a day at his desk, it feels like.
So... Yeah. Hi, corporate office.