This annoyed me so much that I am writing this from work with the person in question sitting not 50 feet/16 meters away in my computer lab.
Now, Miter, who I have mentioned recently, has returned to ruin yet another day, which is something she does so well. For those ill informed, just know that she is very needy, pronounces "my dear" "miter," not that it would make it better being called that, and I am "not a tutor, damn it."
Have you ever ripped music from a CD onto a hard drive? It is not a very lengthy process. It can take a minute, tops, if you know what you are doing.
Helping Miter, it took me 20. 20 minutes to tell a computer to do something for me.
How is this possible? Does this Miter have some intense time-warping powers? Can she shift reality? Is she a controlling b!&%^ ? Ah, #3 seems to ring a bell.
Our conversations usually go something like this:
Me - Compu-man
Miter - Please learn English
Me: (patrolling the aisles)
Miter: Ah, excuse me! Excuse me, miter!
Me: *sigh* (damn!) Yes? Can I help you?
Miter: Look, miter, (Insert incredibly, fantastically simple computer command that has a friggin menu shortcut) ees not wurroking.
Me: What is not working?
Miter: Look, miter, I show you.
Me: No, just tell me what is not working and I will fix it.
Miter: No, look, miter, I show.
Me: *sigh* (damn!) *sit* *hold breath a hope I lose conciousness before I starve to death*
Miter: See this (thing she is just showing off and that is completely unrelated to the original problem)
Me: That is great. Now can you please let me have the moust so I can fix your problem?
Miter: Okay *Releases mouse*
Me: *Takes mouse*
Miter: Wait! *slaps my hand lightly so I will drop the mouse* Let me show you this!
I don't enjoy having my hand slapped. I don't particularly enjoy having ANY part of me slapped. Why can she not use words like other people, instead of slapping and touching like some primal beast?
EVERYONE knows her, which surprises me. All of my coworkers avoid her, and I recently learned my boss, who almost never leaves her office, has had a run-in with her. She tells us we cannot throw her out of the lab, but I think she is getting close to changing her mind (since she found out that Miter was bothering other users).
Gonna go slam my hand in a drawer now.
Cheers.
Now, Miter, who I have mentioned recently, has returned to ruin yet another day, which is something she does so well. For those ill informed, just know that she is very needy, pronounces "my dear" "miter," not that it would make it better being called that, and I am "not a tutor, damn it."
Have you ever ripped music from a CD onto a hard drive? It is not a very lengthy process. It can take a minute, tops, if you know what you are doing.
Helping Miter, it took me 20. 20 minutes to tell a computer to do something for me.
How is this possible? Does this Miter have some intense time-warping powers? Can she shift reality? Is she a controlling b!&%^ ? Ah, #3 seems to ring a bell.
Our conversations usually go something like this:
Me - Compu-man
Miter - Please learn English
Me: (patrolling the aisles)
Miter: Ah, excuse me! Excuse me, miter!
Me: *sigh* (damn!) Yes? Can I help you?
Miter: Look, miter, (Insert incredibly, fantastically simple computer command that has a friggin menu shortcut) ees not wurroking.
Me: What is not working?
Miter: Look, miter, I show you.
Me: No, just tell me what is not working and I will fix it.
Miter: No, look, miter, I show.
Me: *sigh* (damn!) *sit* *hold breath a hope I lose conciousness before I starve to death*
Miter: See this (thing she is just showing off and that is completely unrelated to the original problem)
Me: That is great. Now can you please let me have the moust so I can fix your problem?
Miter: Okay *Releases mouse*
Me: *Takes mouse*
Miter: Wait! *slaps my hand lightly so I will drop the mouse* Let me show you this!
I don't enjoy having my hand slapped. I don't particularly enjoy having ANY part of me slapped. Why can she not use words like other people, instead of slapping and touching like some primal beast?
EVERYONE knows her, which surprises me. All of my coworkers avoid her, and I recently learned my boss, who almost never leaves her office, has had a run-in with her. She tells us we cannot throw her out of the lab, but I think she is getting close to changing her mind (since she found out that Miter was bothering other users).
Gonna go slam my hand in a drawer now.
Cheers.
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