All of the above being said, my little part of WorldCorp where i 'doubleyou-oh-are-kay' is currently on a one-way trip to hell in a shit filled basket ...

Ever since the planners learned that MissusBossWoman was leaving, a heavy dose of laisser aller has taken a hold the whole damned lot of them

The generalised rot of unchained incompetence has now seeped and seethed it's way out from under the floorboards into the office ... complaints about scheduling screw-ups and absent trainers are now reccurent themes and have become the new, acceptable, daily norm

Evidently, BoyIdiot's had a huge part to play in this unadulterated shambles as he's unable of holding things together (even though that's what he's paid to do)

Everyone knows that he's as usefull as a rubber crutch but now it's become cringingly apparent to all and sundry that he's just not at all upto the job ... the words *chicken*, *headless* and *runs around like* sum things up all too inadequately

Simply put, he's incapable of making decisions or taking the initiative for anything other than choosing at what time he'll disappear for his three-course, gut busting lunch and says "yes, o.k" to everything - which marks him out as a couillemolle ... not the bestest of reputations for a manager in waiting

It's like watching the blind leading the deaf over a cliff into a bottomless abyss filled with spiky things of maximum impalation potential