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Real-Life Napoleon Dynamite. . .Posted April 15 by Hiring Manager D. |
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It’s like the whole world has gone mad! Everywhere I look I see idiots! Idiots! Like mindless zombie monkeys, blindly running through with yakked orders from superiors that actually are less intelligent than they, if that’s even possible. About 80% of systems I see could be run much more efficiently than they are being run. I see the flaws in almost every system around me. I have tried making my own businesses many times but somehow my absolute frustration in EVERYONE’s incompetence cuts me off at the knees. I cannot seem to keep things in context. I was tested in high school, they said my I.Q. was 45 points above the World Record, but I didn’t believe them. Their stupid tests aren’t accurate at all! How could they judge my abilities with a stupid test? I need money, so I’ve been filling out these stupid job applications for like 3 weeks now. My wife says I need to be lees abrasive, but I can’t seem to be anything but what I am. I see the flaws, I can correct them, why shouldn’t I? How dare the world disregard genius? Why is my intelligence something to be shunned and avoided? I am quite polite, I even ignore the impulse to correct the bad grammar of the people who interview me for these jobs I’m never getting. I don’t understand what I’m doing wrong! I feel like if I pasted a fake uni-brow on my forehead, crossed my eyes, then drooled a bit I’d probably get call backs for interviews with these Neanderthals. Why is the world reverting back to idiot mode? I am intelligent and I TAKE PRIDE IN MY INTELLECT. Should I not? I don’t view my superiority as anything other than what it is “SUPERIORITY”! Why must everyone be so politically full of shit all the time? I am not like everyone else, why should I have to pretend to be? I am more intelligent than they are, I am fit for management only, I cannot be a fucking box-boy, or a waiter! [snip] Will you give me a job? My number is [snip] My name is [snip] Unless you are looking for web or graphic design my past work experience is irrelevant, so don’t ask. [snip] You want to talk to people who know me? Need references? My momma’s number is [snip] My Pop’s number is [snip] My wife’s number is [snip] | ||
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Wait, wait, wait, wait.
WAIT.
Why would his wife say he need to be less abrasive?
Comment by shoesonwrong — April 15, 2008 @ 2:05 pm