TV and Interesting clients

I tried.

I really did.

But after watching the very first girl on American Idol belt out a rendition of the Star Spangled Banner that sounded eerily like a cat dying, I had to change the channel.

Dear GOD.

What makes these people think they can sing?

Instead of watching a show I'd have to put on mute half the time, I watched The Biggest Loser. Dave won the $100,000 with a "transformation score" of 53%. DAMN. Someone who can lose that much weight and body fat is amazing. Even if he was kind of a dick to people on the show.

Good for all of them, though. They all look much healthier now.

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For as much as I talk about hating my job, there is one aspect of it that I greatly appreciate on most days, but never more than in the past couple of days.

I don't have to deal with clients. Over the phone, face-to-face...none of that. I stare at a computer screen all day and talk to my co-workers. That's about as interactive as I get.
I've always been thankful for this, but I was ESPECIALLY thankful for it after one of the guys met yesterday with quite an INTERESTING fellow. The man was talking about how his bank was screwing him. (Pardon me..."fucking me up the ass" were his actual words.) Don't hold back, sir. Tell me how you really feel.

Officemate and I heard yelling at one point while they were in their meeting. When R got out of the meeting and walked by our office to go back downstairs to his office, we asked him what all the noise was about.

Apparently Interesting Client was telling R about how he was in the military for years and years.
R said he then looked at him and said, "I've been trained for all sorts of things. I could kill you right now if I wanted!"

R said he knew the guy wasn't threatening him, but it was just a little strange.

A little strange?!?!

Erm, yeah.

That right there made me renew my vow to completely ignore any clients I see in the lobby.

MUST. NOT. MAKE. EYE. CONTACT!

Then, Interesting Client came in again today. While he was waiting for someone to come get him from the lobby, he entertained all of us within hearing range (which might have included the building across the street) with his booming voice and entertaining quips that included "shit" and "hell" and a few other fun words.

He met with R and Mr. Know-It-All for about a half an hour. During the course of their meeting, the Big Kahuna's executive assistant had to tell them to keep it down a bit, as they were being quite loud. Whoops!

While they were talking, a few of us speculated on what they were talking about. I said, "Well, at least if he does anything threatening, the boys could probably take him!"

Then again, he's ex-military. A former Marine to be exact. He could probably take out the average-sized R and the large and slow-moving Mr. Know-It-All before either of them could make a noise.

Luckily, the conference room they were in has large windows looking into the hallway, and the meeting is already over. No one was harmed.

God, we have some interesting clients here.

At least my working here is good for something...even if it is only stories about our eccentric clients.