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Where the Hell Do People Like That Come From?

This week we had our quarterly sales meeting in Seattle.

So just because I haven’t openly ranted about my idiotic co-worker (codename Donald Duck) does not mean that he’s made any progress towards becoming a tolerable human being. There are many stories to be told, but Tuesday’s episode deserves special attention.

On Tuesday night, we had a team dinner at Crow, in the Queen Anne* neighborhood of Seattle. We were sitting at a big table and random topics were being discussed. At some point, Donald Duck starts telling this story that I literally have heard 3 or 4 times. It’s not particularly funny nor does it feature a single bit of interesting information to amuse the listener, so I was getting bored again.

Donald Duck: Yeah, so this lady, her last name is Pizarro, you know. And the first time I met her I was all thinking she was this Italian lady, blah, blah, blah *yawn*

Donald Duck (not minding his audience’s bored looks): But one day I finally met her. She was not Italian. she was ORIENTAL.

(Co-workers look at each other, in shock and confusion)

Co-worker: You know, DD, you don’t call people that.

Me: Yeah, only RUGS are Oriental.

DD (totally clueless): Oh really? What do you call them?

Co-worker: Asian. Or Asian American.

DD: Oooooh. Ok.

I knew the guy was old, but how long ago, if at all, did people refer to Asians as Orientals? And how do you explain that somebody who’s always lived in NY (ok, NJ) could be capable of saying something so ignorant?

Great.  So not only do I have to teach him Excel, but now I also have to educate him about people and life.  Go figure.

*As a side note, Crow is not nearly as good as it was when I first ate there.


Angry Asian vs. Stupid Old Man: The Final Duel, or The HATED Donald Duck

Have you ever worked with somebody really really dumb? I’m sure you have. In my life, this person is Donald Duck. After you read this post, you will realize that this co-worker’s Disney character codename is the only jolly thing about him.

So why Donald Duck? Because he spends many work hours idly, doing things that are either too dumb or too revolting for me to describe in full detail; amongst these things is his impression of Donald Duck, with full on character impersonation: crooked duck legs and spit hitting us from all sides while he laughs loudly up and down the hallway at his imagined hilariousness. Continue reading