what a fucking idiot...

willy fungus in our stupid office dropped his laptop off. so this afternoon BM calls me to ask if i have had a chance to look at it as there is some patient info that needs to be taken off of it. so the conversation goes something like this:

Mol: what?
BM: no one told you about this?
Mol: told me what?
BM: oh no, i hope it still isn't in the cabinet. hold on, i'll call you right back.

2 minutes pass

BM: it's right here. there is a problem with the 'T' key.
Mol: ok, that doesn't help me much.
BM: i'll see if i can send it back with RB. if i can, can you look at it first thing tomorrow? there's some patient info we need off of it.
Mol: ok, i'll see what i can do.

so, fortunately, RB stops by the office as he has some stuff to attend to, so i now have the laptop. and after debating for a little while, i decided to see what the problem is. well, the 'T' key is popped off, but fortunately taped on, so i replace it. it's a little tricky if you don't know what you are doing, but pretty easy. quick fix.

i start the laptop. it starts beeping at me. fuck it. it can wait. a little while later, i decide that i'll take a look at it again. some keys don't seem to want to type. pull out my USB keyboard. that lets me in. only as i plug the keyboard in, i notice that the laptop had been DROPPED ON A HARD SURFACE.

normally, if you drop something on an object, it dents the item. or if it's plastic, it cracks it. i've seen enuff cracked laptops here to know the difference. but when a piece of the case is clearly snapped off, you know it's been dropped.

of course there is no mention of this. so now i'm left in a quandry of what to say to this fucking idiot. he really is a fucking idiot. thick as a brick. as sharp as a butter knife. slow as a 90 year old great-grandmother driving in the speed lane of a major highway on a sunday afternoon. slow like the LA freeway during rush hour. slow like a snail. i'd try to explain to him what happened, but he just wouldn't comprehend it. and SOMEHOW, he managed to get onto This Old House. (back in the bob vila days) i've never known anyone who has been on the show, and i'm curious as hell to find out what it was like, but this is the ONE person i don't even DREAM of mentioning it to. he is SOOOOOOOOO dry (white toast) and has this droning voice that makes you want to jump off a bridge.

anyways, i'm irritated. esp as he should NEVER have been given a laptop in the first place, he never uses it (except to break it obviously), and when he does, i've heard that his documentation is so piss poor, that he'd be better off NOT documenting his visits. the few that he does.

most of the time he just sits his ass in front of a PC that is sposed to receive patient data (which thankfully is GOING AWAY). and you know what? it took him nearly a WEEK to realize that his WinFax wasn't working. well, the modem isn't going to work if the PHONE LINE IS DEAD YOU FUCKING IDIOT! i had to laugh at his voice mail when he realized this "i...uhhh...my winfax isn't working. i'm not sure if it is related to the new phone system or not, but i can tell you when it stopped working"

there are a few people here that drive us to drink, and he is near the top of that list. it's a rotating list of people that drive us to drink, but he is one of the painfully consistant leaders of the 'drive the IS department to drink' list.

i'll stop for the moment. i'm sure you all know about these types of idiots.