TweetSorry but this isn't a thread about music or anything related to music. It's about the dumba$$ with whom I work that I've posted of a few times in the past. I mentioned this to DS and figured that we should all get a good laugh out him again.

To sum up the previous stupid, idiotic incidents he's done, he's claimed to squat "8 plates" yet his legs are the size of an Ethiopian child (no disrespect to Ethiopians), he's claimed to have spoken to 1983 Mr. Olympian, Samir Benouit about "hooking him up with some good oral gear" (of course, he used the usual term), and my fave, he tells everyone here at work that he can out squat, press, bench, and lift me at his massive 185 pounds and 13 inch arms.

What more can you do or say, you ask? Well, he's learned a new word, "danaball". He tried bringing up a conversation with me about it saying, "I'm getting alot of energy from that danaball." I thought he was referring to a new energy drink and I just pretty much ignored him with a "yeah, okay." He continued talking until I asked him, "WTF are you talking about?" When he explained more clearer, I told him the proper pronounciation and explained that it's obvious that he don't know anything about it since he's calling it by name and not abbreviation as it's normally called and that it's not used for energy. Yep, I made him look like an idiot again. When he asked what the abbreviation was, I told him to do what I do, research more.

About a month goes by and Senoir Idiot tells me that he's going to buy some. Of course, I laughed and asked him from where. YOU GUESSED IT! He brings out his phone and shows me the Google links where he found it. I laughed and said, "Go for it. They're all as fake as your workouts." Then he said that he ordered some already, which I doubt since child support is hitting him up for $800/month. He shows me the site that he ordered from and I know it to be a scammer. I asked him what he paid for it and he said $70. I laughed and told him, "Don't expect to see that money again." He asked why and I said, "First, by Googling an illegal drug may have caused the FEDS to zero in on your dumb ass and now you'll be tagged as a possible offender. Secondly, I know the site and the person who runs it (names need not be mentioned) and it's a known scam site. So that being said, you've gotten phucked royally. Enjoy your order." He shows me the entire Google list and I just started pointing at each site and saying, "Fake, fake, fake, this is truly fake because they don't come in 600 mg., and truly without a doubt FAKE." He looks at me saying, "But it says dia....l". "That's to reel in the newbies and people like you who don't know what they're doing, dum****.", I replied.

He even went as far as to ask me where I go to get what I need and I said, "Someone called a doctor. You won't find her on Google though."

About a month ago to shut him up once and for all, I challenged him in front of the entire shop to perform some heavy bent rows with a small (1 1/2 foot by 6 inch) crate filled with lead and iron from the shop lifts. I stared at it one day and thought to myself that, despite the rotator cuff injury, I can do that. So as our supervisor held a meeting with us, I just walked up to it and did a few rows, surprising everyone and the supervisor. But I only did it to prove it to myself. Just then, "dumba$$" walks out of the office and everybody told him to try it. But the supervisor stopped him. That following week, no one was around to stop him so I challenged him and, of course, he tried to ***** out of it. But seeing no one in the office and that I did this in front of everyone, he was forced to prove his so-called strength. So he bent down and did 5 reps but the last 3 was straneously. I said, "Is that your best? I'll show you how it's done." I bent down and with my usual powerlifting grunts, I hit 10 reps. The entire shop talked about it and one of my buddies said, "I think you've shot him down. He can't talk shit now because everyone saw you out do him with that heavy crate."

For those of you who would like to see whom I'm referring, this is one of his webpages: www.talent6.com/Tiger231

TweetDespite the fact that he's impregnated one of the bus drivers, my girlfriend (another driiver) and pretty much all of the female drivers here thinks he's gay and wants all of the attention, which is why he drives a purple Corvette with a standard Chevy (not LT1) engine.

A couple of months ago, I took my gf out to lunch and she told me that she thinks he's simply jealous of me. I told her, "I don't give him or anyone any reason to be. In all of my years in training, I've never ever bragged about my accomplishments because I don't care to talk about it." Being formerly in strength training herself, she told me, "No one in their right mind does, baby. Only someone who isn't into it brags to convince others that they're strong. And that's what he's doing. As for you, you have a life outside of your job and your life is writing and working out. He has NO LIFE. And is, therefore, jealous of you about it." Damn, she should have her own talk show. She's good. LOL