The Asshole

Every now and then, we stumble upon these people.

You know. Assholes. Jerks. People who don’t think before they act. People who are born to piss other people off.

Well there’s one of them at work, a really big one too. He’s like, the biggest Asshole I’ve ever seen. I mean, I’ve met plenty, but this guy is truly the biggest Asshole and loser combined altogether.

A few months ago, I got into trouble with this Asshole because he was embarrassing one of our work colleagues who I was helping to, in front of the students. This work colleague, let’s call her Sally, was giving a brief meeting to prepare the Independence Day party to the students who were in the committee group. Because the conference table was used, she had to use the teacher’s chairs for them to sit down. A few minutes later, the teachers came down to have a break and they didn’t have any chairs to sit down on.  And this asshole, out of nowhere, decided that it was a good idea to embarrass Sally by complaining that he didn’t have any chairs to sit on, complaining and raising his voice in front of everyone, when he could’ve just asked one of the students to return the chair if he really wanted to sit down so badly.

So I told him that the whole complaining thing was unnecessary and he was being unprofessional. He then  yelled at me, saying that I was a newbie and I didn’t know shit. That was uncalled for, no to mention totally irrelevant. Just because I was a new employee it didn’t mean he was any better than me. So I shouted at him and called him an Asshole. It wasn’t right, I know, but I was offended by what he said and I wouldn’t want to take any shit from him.

This Asshole also happened to be married with two kids. And at that time, he was having an affair with one of the female students, in which he didn’t try to hide at all. All the teachers were annoyed at him by doing this so openly, because it made us all feel like we were so used to dating our students and therefore, like I said, being unprofessional about our jobs.

We spotted him a couple of times together with the female student in various places at the campus, looking cozy and infatuated with each other, which made us feel sick because there was a rule that prohibit the teacher having more than a friendly relationship with the students, but it was obvious that Mr. Asshole wasn’t trying to hide it, in fact he was very proud of it. And what made it even worse was that the management couldn’t (or wouldn’t) do anything about it.

Anyway, because it didn’t really concern me, I didn’t really give a shit about what he did with his personal life. It made me feel uncomfortable, but it didn’t really affect my work performance, and besides, the Management didn’t penalise him with anything so there really was nothing I could do but to pretend that it wasn’t happening.

We were still talking to each other then, but I deleted him from my Facebook friends list because he was pissing me off with his hypocritical status updates about him feeling so blessed with his family and children when we all knew he was a two-timing bastard who couldn’t keep his dick in its place.

Yesterday, for some fucked up reason, he decided to do another stupid act which had really won him the Asshole of the Year title.

I always go home with Sally because she lives in the same area that I do, and yesterday, when we were about to drive off from the office, I had a sudden need to pee, so I left the car with the engine running and I dashed in to the loo. Sally was in the passenger seat, waiting for me.

When I came out, my car was gone.

The first thing that crossed my mind was, “Oh fuck. Someone stole my car.”

Then I remembered as I was running inside before, I stumbled upon the Asshole coming out of the office. For some reason, I had a certain suspicion that it was the Asshole who had taken my car without my permission.  So I went back in and asked the Senior Teacher to call him. Mr. Asshole lied and told her that he was at the Lido (our eating area) having dinner.

By then I was already yelling and saying that this was some fucking sick joke and I didn’t like it at all. I totally hated that place and everyone in it. I was planning to leave early because I wanted to drop by at the car garage to refill the engine oil. And now, the whole plan was totally ruined because of one stupid Asshole who thought it was okay to take my car without permission and drove it around the school, as if it was his.

You’d think that someone of his age and his condition – being married with two kids and all – would have some level of maturity and common decency to know what was right and what was not.

Borrowing someone’s stapler without permission might be okay. Borrowing someone’s car without permission, is fucking NOT okay.

It pissed me off even more because this Asshole knew I was planning to drop by to the garage because I was eating at the same table with him and the other male teachers during lunch and I was asking the whereabouts of the nearest car garage and told them I wanted to refill the engine oil from my car.

When the Senior Teacher called him, he told her he didn’t know that I was planning to do that, which was a patent lie and obviously a shitty one, and so from that I drew a conclusion that he was really asking for trouble from me.

I was so ready to throw the fucking bin at him because I was full on pissed off, it it weren’t for one of the work colleagues who told me to calm down. I was also annoyed with Sally because she didn’t do anything to stop the Asshole from driving around in my car. She didn’t call the Senior Teacher or didn’t even told him to stop.

When Mr. Asshole walked back in, he was smiling like a fucking idiot and mumbling something and I told him to shut the fuck up and I stormed off and went home straight away. I was shaking with anger with this kind of idiosyncrasy, pissed off because I couldn’t at least yell obscenities at him, and I was also fed up with him and with the whole Management for letting him act like this and making him feel like he could get away with anything, including using my car and not being responsible with it.

That’s right – when he parked it back, he left the gear on neutral position and the car would’ve kept running and hit the wall if Sally didn’t pull the hand brake quickly. Like I said, truly a fucking idiot AND an Asshole.

When I was driving home, he called Sally’s mobile and asked to speak to me, which I refused because I would only yell profanity at him and I was already too pissed off I didn’t want to endanger mine and Sally’s life by driving in anger.

The fucktard still can’t bring himself to apologize to my face. Which is funny, considering he had the guts to use my car without permission and thought it was funny to do that, and he couldn’t even have the guts to say sorry and admit that he was being an Asshole.

I would like to see when he finally pulls it off and do it. Any suggestions to what I should say to him?