Drink
I don't like people that drink to excess - my Gran does it and she's a washed up drunken bag of bones - who strangely enough can give up drink for lent then is back on a whisky a day.

A bottle of whisky that is.

Anyhoo

I used to be an IT testing manager many many years ago so I had to manage a test environment that crossed UNIX and Windows 3.11 (Don't ask) - we got us in a "highly respected UNIX contractor"

When I say "we" - I asked for one - and I got him assigned to me.

What I reckon they did was drag the streets to bring in the smelliest looking drunk you've ever seen - the day he arrived (lunchtime) he looked like he'd been dragged through 3 hedges. Backwards. Then forwards. Then backwards again.

And my god did he stink of drink.

Then he opened his shit-teeth-stained mouth. And the smell was the vilest most putrid thing you've ever smelt - I did the "big-eyes", hold stomach, barely-suppressed retch thing that you do - and left the room quickly.

The next morning - he smelt worse and I had to sit him as far away from me as I could.

The next few mornings he got worse and worse - and it was clear that he really, really didn't have the first clue about UNIX, Windows or anything (certainly not personal hygiene)

The following week, he turned up (on the Monday) and he'd clearly spent the weekend facedown in the gutter drink paint-thinner - I asker for and got him removed from the premises....

There's just no need.
(james_tiger_woods is going to start his killing spree on the, Tue 27 Mar 2007, 8:36, Reply)