March 2, 2012

• Just another day at the office.. with douche bag

  Preface: I went to Rutgers.

  Intro: So this morning at 9am Seacrest* (the one who was just made partner, looks like Ryan Seacrest, made the rude "ew, don't go near my cube" comment when I told him I had the bed bug problem and he is the one who uninvited me from an office dinner recently) and I sit down for our weekly recruitment meeting and we're talking about the Summer Analyst program and the 500+ resumes I have in my inbox that I can go through to find another possible candidate. Because there are so many resumes, Seacrest asks me whether I can sort them by GPA or school or something to sorta knock out the candidates we don't want. I explain that I can basically sort by name or by date received, but that because the resumes are mostly attachments I can't sort by info out of those.

  Main story: So then this happens:

  RS: "Well, too bad you can't sort them because like, we don't want anyone from Rutgers"

  me: "HEY!"

  RS: *takes foot out of mouth, turns beet red and feels foolish* "Whoops. haha. uhm. Well the last two resumes we received were from there. You know what I mean. Uhm..."

  at which point I let him off the hook--mentally adding this to my long Why Seacrest is a Douche list. ASS. HOLE.

  Post script and disclaimer: All stories in this blog could be fictional and this is no way based on the authors place of employment. (It is, but in case regulators ever find this... to them, it isn't. LOL). 

  * we're calling him Seacrest cause of his resemblance to him.
  

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  PS: Did you hear that Davy Jones died? I thought it was a joke at first... but now I'm a bereaver.  LOL

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