I have a colleague who thinks he is God's gift to the company. As if the company would go bust if not for his contribution. The kind who will come to me at 6.00 p.m. when I'm packing to leave because he has to tell me something so urgent it simply cannot wait till the next day lest the world would come to an end.
And that something would be:
i) that he will be passing some documents for me to look at tomorrow for my further action; and
ii) something that he has been sitting on for months.
I have no idea why he can't just pass the damn documents to me (during office hours) instead of giving me this drama about passing me documents in the future. And what is so urgent about telling me he wants to pass documents to me in the future that I have to delay going home for?
And here's the best part. The documents will not come as promised! It will only come to me when all hell is about to break loose, so that I won't have any choice but to drop everything I'm doing and attend to this matter which could've been sorted out earlier if Mr. Self-Importance had gotten his act together and given the documents to me earlier.
But he never learns, and he genuinely thinks everyone should dance to his tune because we are, after all, all just there to serve him. Which means I work according to his schedule. Which means I should drop everything to sort his mess out. Which, I suppose, makes him feel all important and significant.
Sometimes I think God put people like Mr. Self-Importance in this world just to test the patience of ordinary people like me. Well, ordinary not very patient people like me.
