Tales of the Onion III

I sometimes have this feeling that people like home don't like me a lot; otherwise they wouldn't send Onion up to irritate me. I mean, the decision making process back home must be something like this:

(In a dark, creepy meeting room)

Boss 1 : We have an Onion on our hands which we cannot get rid off.

Boss 2 : And he is beginning to smell.

Boss 3 : The last time I asked him to change one word in his report, he spent days arguing with me. He thinks his England more powerful than all us bosses combined.

Boss 2 : So how?

All bosses : hmmm m m m m . . . . ..

Boss 1 : You know we have this CO who is out somewhere in Laos? Why don't we send Onion up there? Firstly, Onion can get the fuck out of our sight and second, he can irritate CO no end. Win-win.

Boss 2 and 3 : Hell yeah!

Jokes aside, Onion is beginning to worry me. He is a blame-pusher and a trouble-ducker. This morning, when someone came to the office to get some shit done, we could not do it because one of my other staff was on leave. So I politely conveyed to the person that "sorry lah, let me call you back in an hour or so after I clarify with my on-leave staff on the matter". Onion actually raised his voice at me and say, "No! You must give it to her now!" while sitting there as if he was the boss around here.

I gave Onion a stare that can freeze a fat mastodon and he kept quiet. The person also walked away politely as he could sense the temperature in the room dropped.

I dished out a dressing down to Onion a couple of minutes ago and told him he is not the boss around here. He can be boss in a month's time when I leave but even then, there are others here who outranked his fat, unpopular onion ass. The rule here is to always obey your bosses and back your own men - something which Onion just doesn't seem to get after working for some years. Probably due to his ego and the fact that he seems to think that he knows more than the rest of us put together.

He is sulking in his room now.