Whew! Part 2

My 10 o'clock meeting was with a certain manager of mine and a certain engineer who may or may not sit in my vicinity. Please keep in mind that the Killer Robot's employ is measured in years, not months. Also keep in mind that the two certain's (manager and engineer) combined employ is somewhere less than 9 months.

With that said, the 10 o'clock meeting ensued with the Killer Robot being told exactly how servers are built, only, the Killer Robot being somewhat knowledgable regarding this process, it was wrong.

Not, a little off. Not, we're disagreeing on shades of teal. I'm talking about wrong in the sense that what is believed to happen, by this certain manager, doesn't happen. And he knows it doesn't happen. And the Killer Robot even pointed out this information (side note: for what seemed like the gazillionth time).

And, at this point, the engineer turned to the Killer Robot and - placing his hand upon my knee - proceeded to tell me how I didn't understand what I was talking about, and that, in fact, he was already documenting how the servers SHOULD be built. At this point, I would be remiss if I didn't point out that this engineer has worked here 6 EFFING WEEKS!!!

The Killer Robot was not pleased. And he displayed his anger as such. He pointed out to his manager that he (the manager), in fact, did not understand what he (the manager) was talking about, and that at this point, he (the engineer) should be seen little and heard less, and in fact, should not touch the Killer Robot ever again. To say I snapped would be putting it mildly. At some point, I began to wonder about whether I'd crossed the line, but the fact that I was right and this was stupid kept egging me on.

Fortunately for the Killer Robot, both of these co-workers are very old, and have, in all likelihood, forgotten this meeting by now. More likely, they've definitely forgotten anything technical that we discussed.

My head hurts.