BGRRAAAAA!!!

Holy motherfucking SHIT.

How in the name of jiminy fucking pete does one become the head of a LARGE department at a LARGE university while conspicuously LACKING every motherfucking quality needed to DEAL with people? Of course, I know the answer to this...you get there by pure seniority and the possession of a Ph.D. There ain't no place on that Ph.D. diploma where it says "people skills."

I'm still in awe. The woman does not flocking listen when you buggerfucking talk to her. It's like you're talking to thin air. Just being in the same room with her is like chewing on tinfoil.

This round of spittle-flecked raving brought to you by The Departmental Meeting: No, It's Not Over Yet, Useless Minion.