How dare they

In the time that we've been blogging here, we've raged about a lot of stupid stuff that has happened at Tartarus. What happened today, though, might just take the prize.

First, a little bit of background. This winter all Tartarus employees were "challenged" to all take this voluntary certification. It's a two year program. The Hutt asked us all to get it done by summer. Nonsense, right? The thing is, most of our coworkers were frothing at the mouth to get it done. They used all of their time away from the desk and most of their personal time to take these foolish online classes. Personally, we think there are better uses of our time. Our coworkers, on the other hand, are insanely proud of their stupid certificates.

So, today, Speck got cornered by the Hutt in the morning. "We need you to takes some photos at 4," the Hutt said. That's it. No "did you have anything you needed to do then" or even an explanation of what the photos should be. 

Personally, we thought the flower gardens were worth a photograph or two

Meanwhile, Spoof was told absolutely nothing about the photographs. 

Fast forward to 4 o'clock. Speck was dealing with a clogged toilet situation. All of our co-workers disappeared, leaving Spoof to deal with the desk entirely alone. No one said anything to Speck. No "hey, it's 4." They sat there, posed with their certificates, and waited. Then acted annoyed when Speck did make it over to take the moronic photo.

Lest you think we are overreacting, know that this was on top of a day filled with annoyances and inconsiderate acts. To top it off, when it became clear that we were unhappy with what had transpired we got 1) the explanation that Shoes and the Hutt hadn't decided to take this photo. It was Ernie's idea. (We said if they knew it was wrong to exclude us they should have said they would wait) and 2) the hollow resolution that there would be another photo taken when we get our certification. Neither of which offsets what they did today.

The rage is building