My grousing supervisor is on my last nerve. If it isn't bad enough that he stands behind my co-worker and I, gyrating back and forth twirling an imaginary hoolah hoop with his hips o' plenty, we our subjected to his incessant whine over the shopping list of maladies which inflict him. Diabetes, vitiated sense of taste, OCD, heart disease, tooth/gum infections, sporadic case of the shits, full blown depression! On top of this he is a gossiper, a two-face, and an overly sensitive ball of mush. Now all of these deficiencies I can deal with in kind. Hey, we're all human. But if it's one thing I can not fucking STAND, is when a person disavows all recollection of a statement they made when said statement resurfaces down the line. You're only as good as your word, so take heed in what you spew. Vunt.