What a nincompoop!

I want to smile but know I shouldn't. I have been invited to the vendor's next week for demos. Don't know how she determined that she would be able to go there without me. Friggin' nuts.

She is such a retard.

She wants someone that is an automaton. She loves automatons. People who are completely submissive and obedient and just want to be technologists.

No...I am solution provider. Throw me at a problem and I will get it done.

I am helping on another project. Same BS. Choirboy is being the front face and I am doing the work.

She is trying to get me onto that project. Whatever.