I went to the gym after a 2 1/2 week break, so it seems I'm not a quitter, thank god. Went to arm my alarm system to leave the house and I was thinking about how swaggy and successful and alpha I am.
My 4 27 inch monitors came in to replace my 2 18 inch monitors so now I have 3x the gaming in my Gaming Control Center
More of note, I think I've mentioned I work night shift before; nothing crazy, I sit on my ass all day because nobody calls in. Since we need 7 day coverage, theres two of us on 3 of these days. As it is night shift, we might push the line a little and sleep on the job, since nobody comes in until maybe 5 AM. This other guy has been caught by 5 guys. We're contractors so hes gotten caught by 2 of their employees and 3 of ours. Apparently our boss tried to come in one day, saw the door was locked and he pretty much knew for a fact he was sleeping behind the door. He also has an inflatable couch that he runs down the halls at midnight to pack full of air to sleep on. He has been caught on this a few times and the team leads have dubbed this "sleeping equipment" and do not like how he comes to work with the express purpose of sleeping the shift away. He has been warned by both the team leads and our team manager (the aforementioned boss)
Hes also been in trouble for throwing pants on a desk in our room at night and just fucking leaving them there(?!?!) along other retarded shit.
Now dear reader, I'll be completely honest and say that I do the EXACT same shit, inflatable couch at all. Infact, I'm even worse because I've gotten to the point where, since I work on weekends, I know for a fact that nobody is going to come in because theres 3 cars (including mine) in the parking lot so I literally fucking LEAVE and just come in an hour before shift relief.
Its easy to get disillusioned with this work because I literally do 1 or 2 tickets a night, if that, so I completely understand.
However layoffs are coming in March - I am secure from these but my urge to hurt people is becoming unbearable so I texted my boss that I can give him information/confirmation on the things he does and he replied he'll schedule a time so I'm gonna snitch and get this retard fired for the lulz.
Also of note is that apparently whoever closes the most tickets per quarter will be able to shadow the cybersecurity team. This is good and all but we're a help desk, most of our 200 people we serve either call in via phone or come into the front desk, and they do not count as closed tickets. Forwarding tickets to specialized teams when there are problems we can't fix (75% of them) also does not count, since our name isn't on the closure. This results in the statistics saying people close between 1-10 tickets a month depending on how much you focus on tickets vs phone calls. The only outlier to this is one of our team leads, who LITERALLY fucking takes a pill of Adderall in the morning, then one after lunch so he can hyperfocus on this shit.
I don't wanna act like I'm some super cunning Patrick Bateman-esque psycho but I've really come to the conclusion that, when I come onto days in a couple months, I will have to provide a token amount of phone calls and such and just hoard tickets that I can close (such as installing printer drivers, mapping printers, etc) in order to gain this cybersecurity shadowing privilege. I think theres a way I can open up tickets in users names and stuff to pad my stats but I need to figure out how to do that, an it would be quite risky.
. I even suggested paying him, which he said was unnecessary because he liked me too, but i paid him lightbill anyways. As we cuddled in our hotel that i had paid for as well… he laid to my left, pulled his pants off and reached his hand back to where his ass was and shat in his left palm and brought it up to OUR face to review it. My pants were still on at this time but he could see the buldge in my pants growing as i inhaled his sewery shit aroma into my face and nose, so he grabs it with his right hand. Now, slowly rubbing the bulge over my sweatpants, he continued to hold his dark brown, soft and corn filled poop, to my nose.. I eagerly pulled my sweats down and allowed him to stroke my soft-dry dick, while he sat there describing the texture and reacting to the stanky smell of his shit, when nut started to fly out of my dick not even 10 strokes in. He kept saying “ew,” which turned me on alot and his shit was FOUL. Smelled liked he had been backed up for days on in. I enjoyed every bit of it. Curious to see what the future holds for me and my new scat partner. We are currently texting about what happened recently and i plan on seeing him this coming weekend!!!
