Bossyboots is Pissing. Me. Off. again today.

On Monday, I send an e-mail. What installs did we do this month? I get nothing from him. Buehler asks, did you get a reply? I say, no. Buehler says, ask again. I do. Bossyboots finally responds this morning, says no installs this month. I put '0' in the monthly report and send it out.

Bossyboots sends out an e-mail saying my numbers are wrong, there were installs, and he's 'checking into it.'

I go back and ask what his problem is. He says he didn't see my e-mails asking what installs we did this month. This, you understand, in spite of the fact that he answered one of them less than two hours ago.

This kind of bullshit just infuriates me. Any sensible chimpanzee would make himself a note and send me the numbers at the end of the month. The fact that I have to actually ask him, and always more than once, to get them out of him, is irritating enough, but then to lie to me just, as near as I can tell, so that he's able to send out an e-mail saying I'm wrong, makes me see red.

I'm not a secretary and I'm not a gofer and he's a part-time, contract employee. Where he gets off acting like it's my job to chase him around and wheedle information out of him on whether or not he's done any work is a mystery to me.

Since he'd already made it to Today's List an hour ago* my entire day is now going to be wasted fantasizing about slow and ugly ways he could die.**

I had a whole fun post on writing planned, but now I'm in a foul mood.

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* He wanted me to send him some information in a file.

I said, "what file format." Since this information could be presented in a Word document, html, pdf, or any of fifteen other kinds of graphics files, I didn't see this as an unreasonable question.

He wrote back, "just attach the file and send it to me" as though there were some nonspecific format called "file" that I could use.