At my job I’m almost positive that I’m the least enthusiastic concierge out of our staff of six. I’m rarely cheerful and probably come off as mildly annoyed whenever a resident approaches the desk and wants something. I’ve seen the others in action, they are so artificial, fawning and patronizing it makes me want to vomit. Often, residents approach the concierge and want to chit chat about inane shit. The other guards actually perpetuate this sickening conversation. When it occurs to me, I give as many minimal monosyllabic responses as possible and let lengthy ominous silences play out while I patiently wait for the old lady to take off so I can get back to working whatever tedious assignment that is due next… hmmm, I didn’t intend on ranting. I just wanted to give a little context for the following encounter.

    My least favorite inhabitant of the building (not a resident, a leaser) is the only person their under thirty. One of two under forty in the whole place. He is an arrogant asshole. He has built a small fortune through a software company he founded during his undergrad, drives a beamer, dresses well etc. He is attending UWO as a law student. He is also globally fucked up. He talks down to the concierges. That alone would be enough to dislike him for.