I hate days at work during which

a) our clerikal workers are obviously grossly incompetent and prove that perhaps, between the two of them, they have one working brain. Sadly, however, it is split unevenly and today the one of them who got the smaller part was on duty. She annoyed me with several dumb questions, chief among them:

"You told me to open all files in intranet folder X, save them to disk and then upload them to intranet folder Y. Well, usually folder Y contains already one or two files at the most - in this one instance, however, there are four files already there! What am I supposed to do now?!"

Unfortunately, I was too polite to answer: "Jump out of the window! You're too stupid to live!"

Instead, I re-explained everything. God, give me brain-dead monkeys any day. They surely can't be much more stupid, and hey - they'd be pettable and cute. And, you know, monkeys.

*headdesk*

b) my computer is fucked up for no reason at all and refuses to open files on the intranet. Hello, work?! Spending three hours twiddling my thumbs and threatening GBH to the computer is one way to spend an afternoon, sure, but perhaps not the most productive one.

Stupid piece of fucking trash. Especially since the IT guys are just as stumped.

Again *headdesk*.