What would Brian Boitano do?
May 6, 2008So, here I am working away at Fabulous New Job when I get an IM from someone in the office who just so happens to be a CRAZY PERSON. And she’s talking smack about a new co-worker that she has to work with (someone that I just so happen to be friends with–but she doesn’t know that). She basically puts in writing on IM her plans to sabotage this person by not training her or offering her help or advice as she transitions into her new role. Her reasoning? “No one helped me when I was in that position, so why should I help her?”
Uh, how about because it is the right thing to do?
How about because, when she screws up and gets called on the carpet by her manager, who inevitibly will ask “Didn’t Ms. Crazy Co-Worker train you on this?” (to which she will no doubt respond “No, actually Ms. Crazy Co-Worker hasn’t trained me on anything. I’ve been on my own.”), YOU will look like the douche-bag, and not her?
How about because, when you say in one sentence “I thought this would help foster a team environment” and then in another sentence you’re pledging to sabotage the new girl, you’re basically contradicting yourself and again looking like a douche-bag?
How about the fact that going around touting yourself as a strong Christian…well, we just won’t go there. No stone throwing here. But I’m just sayin’…
So I’m left asking, what would YOU do if you were me, on the other end of this IM conversation? What would Jesus do? Hell! WHAT WOULD BRIAN BOITANO DO???
If only ALL the world’s problems could be solved by South Park…
Besides my WWJB (who would Jesus bomb?) wrist thingy, I’m not much for the whole “what would [insert ironic name here] do” bandwagon.
Of course, if there was an actual shirt that said “what would [insert ironic name here] do?” I’d probably buy it…
…wait, off topic…sorry.
AHEM.
What were we talking about?
[insert uncomfortable pause here]
OMG!!! Brian Boitano killed Kenny!!!
Dead….Charming? What the….? Have we met?
Hold on a minute.
Number One????
Nope, we have not met. I’d offer to meet you half way for heart-flower topped lattes, but that would cost each of us hundreds of dollars in gas.
And I have to ask, are you calling me pee-pee? I’ve been called a “shit” before, but that would be “Number Two” so I don’t get it.
Hello, I came to your site by way of Veggie Macabre.
Brian would do one of his famous Tano jump/spin move things (not so good with my ice skating lingo), but I’m not sure if that would help your situation.
Maybe the more appropriate quesion is: What would Tonya Harding do? On second thought, that didn’t turn out so well for her.
Allison–Welcome! I hope I live up to what Billy said of me. Although I’m still puzzled by the “Rocky Horror Picture Show” thing, but whatev.
DC–Hmmmmm…you bear a striking resemblence to a guy I ‘know’. Perhaps what we’re dealing with here is simply a case of parallel universes (which totally exist, BTW). Yeah, we’ll say it’s that.
There’s a universe where I know Mister Oregon (I read back through some of the posts/comments) and there’s probably a universe where I killed him and took over his life ala Tom Ripley.
As were are both fictional psudonyms I imagine the range of possible relationships is infinate.
…”Luke, I am your father”…
Nice. I knew it was either that, or your Jedi Mind Trick powers are AMAZING:
“These are not the droids you’re looking for. Move along.”
Ooh! What WOULD Tonya Harding do? Hometown girl would NOT let us down! That’d definitely make work interesting.
Whatever Tonya Harding would do, it would inevitably involve either a hubcap or a hired thug. Or a hired thug with a hubcap. Creative little minx, that one.
If ever there was a poster child for “incest-acada” (that’s a Portland area inside joke where you combine incest and Estacada into one word that basically describes SO MUCH about Tonya’s home town) it’s her.
Can you tell I’m a west-sider?
I find the randomness of this post and the comments very entertaining. I actually forgot how the post got started.
But yes, Crazy Co-Worker lady…I don’t know how I’d deal with her. A triple-sal cal sounds good to me (I’m positive that’s not the right term).
Actually Michael, this post was just an excuse to include a vid for one of my favorite South Park songs. It is now my goal to link other South Park songs to future posts, including the hilarious “Blame Canada”, the catchy “Kyle’s Mom’s a Bitch”, and my personal favorite “Uncle Fucker.”
Don’t think I can do it? WATCH ME!