Story Time With Uncle Ted

My office is usually pretty quiet on Fridays. I have a desk in the engineering office, it's right on the shop floor, so right outside my door are loud lathes and mills and forkliftfs and stuff. Most of the operators work 12 hour shifts during the week and they all leave by noon on Friday. Some of the engineers work the same kind of schedule, so it's lound in here most days with all the operators coming in to ask questions of the engineers, the line inspectors coming in to talk to the Quality manager (next desk over from me) and various department heads coming in to talk to me about whatever. So, I look forward to Fridays when it's a little more quiet.

Lately though, it hasn't been so quiet on Fridays. Down at te other end of the office, 30 feet away from me is this engineer. He's a loud, boisterous, know it all, pompous, 500 lb (serious), chip on his shoulder, jerk that likes the sound of his own voice. Which is LOUD.  He likes to BS with everyone, but lately I think he's getting lonely on Fridays. This guy also happens to have the same first name as me. So now I'm known as "Little Ted" (for obvious reasons). Great.

For the past few Fridays, he has been especially loud and obnoxious. The operators have started going to other people with their questions because  they'll have to sit through some 15 minutes or so of BS about his days in the navy, or going to the strip club last weekend or whatever. And he tells his stories at full volume with lots of laughter, lots of BS and stuff that you know isn't true. For example he only shaved one side of his face for a week and tried to convince everyone that it's because he was bi-polar.   Um...yeah.

Anyway, the other Ted is gone today so I can enjoy the rest of my day. Yeah! But I'm leaving at noon. Oh well, can't win 'em all.