I was supposed to dawg the trail of a, younger than me by twenty five years, MENTOR, todeay.
I got my ass licked over and over, though!
I don't think that certain people should be in charge of showing edlers where stuff is at. His job was simple. Get me up to speed on the UNIX part of the companiy sytstems He was supposed to help me with the text commands that we need to use. (I totally get it, but some of the alphanumericals baffle me - I can't really do numbers and letters together very well without pictures and I have been struggling) He has been telling everone how I work too hard and amke the others look bad.He even grabbed my arm, in a playful, gonna gitcha kind of way, to shove me around, goof a bit to build comraderie (but once, he ended up on the floor with my foot on his balls and my, stronger than his by wide margins, hand on his throat) and jumped back two full steps. He sid, SHIT! This old man is solid muscle! GOD DAMN grab his arms! SHit! He's like a damn tree. You can't move him!
OK I am done with the testosterone charged games - I just want him to help me with the fucking computer shit.