I worked for a food supply corporation as a “Delivery and Service Truck Driver”, and I worked with a very rude and objectionable narcissistic guy that felt he was smarter than everybody around him and that he was entitled to be the alpha in any work situation. We drove tractor-trailer semi-trucks and worked in 2-man teams. One driver would drive while the other would sleep to keep the delivery route moving without the need, if it were only one driver, to stop for 8 hours to sleep when he’d maxed out his legally available hours for driving/working. The different routes would vary between about 20 to 36 hours each to complete.

As all of the drivers worked a rotating schedule through all of the a routes as well as rotating with all of the drivers there was NO WAY to avoid working with this JERK and be forced to endure his company for those 20 to 36 hours at a time. He was dismissive, arrogant, abusive, condescending and a big bunch of other adjectives too rude for polite company. (I’m not known for my politeness, but restraint is often the better part of valor :P )

This guy’s mouth ran non-stop and he would “stream-of-consciousness trash-talk” anybody and everybody… friends, enemies, family, girlfriends, his, mine, me to my face… anybody could/would be his target and there was no end to it.

The company we worked for treated all of the employees and each a guest to admission tickets to a rather prestigious sports event, playoffs for the World Series of US baseball, at a huge arena. When the event was over (our team won) I found myself and my date along with one of my friends from work, and an all-round nice guy, walking out of the arena alongside “the Jerk” that was accompanied by his then girlfriend. As we made our way outside “the Jerk’s” girlfriend introduced herself to me and my date and to my other friend as her boyfriend had not bothered to make introductions.

At this point I turned to him and asked him, as a setup to suggest he had previously been talking about her at work, “Steve, is this the same girl you’ve been dating for a couple months?” To which he replied she was. I then firmly stated in a tone and demeanor that the subject had been previously talked about, “Steve, SHE’s not FAT!”

My date and my friend looked at me with a bit of shock at my comment, and the aftermath of the ensuing heated argument between the Jerk and his girlfriend surpassed any and all of my expectations. As I had guessed, Steve had no idea if he had or had not spoken on that subject at work because his trash-talking never stops. And with the ferocity of the “discussion” between the two of them it came out that just a few days before he had told her how much better he thought she would look if she lost 10 pounds (4.5 kilos). They were going at it hammer and tongs! I was inwardly LMFAO!

I do feel a bit guilty for putting his girlfriend in the middle of all that as she seemed to be a nice person, albeit poor taste in men. But then Steve is such a horse’s ass I can only hope that she could start to see that perhaps she could do better with men and move on to a guy that will treat her better.