So, Underling 1's boyfriend/fiancee? has been working here as a sales dude for a couple months, and I'm afraid he's just not gonna hack it. This is the same boyfriend who she's had to leave work several times in the past to go to his work and take him to the hospital because he's had a seizure and fell and hurt himself. Legacy of a failed attempt at a boxing career, and some other stuff I'm not eager to dig into.
Anyway, what marbles the guy has left kinda rattle around up there, and I feel bad for her because this guy's about as sharp as a bag of hammers and clearly is not only failing to land clients, but the few (as in, 3 total in all this time) he HAS managed to get, he totally screws up all the paperwork and whatnot on. The orders he's put in the system look like they were processed by Bizarro, or maybe the Infraggable Krunk. His most recent... attempt... he's just put his name in any required field that he apparently got confused about. Order designation? His name. Product code? His name. I guess we should be thankful he didn't put himself down as the client. Anyway, this same order also only has one contract line, which describes that the commercials are to air between 10 am and 8 am.
Uh... That means the commercials could air literally at ANY time other than between 8 and 10 am. 2 am? Fine. 5 am? great. 10pm? Yep. I'm pretty sure that's not what the client wants.
And the guy's been through the training, same as anyone else. He just can't catch on. And even talking to him is difficult because he's always got a sucker or something in his cheek, and his words are already slurred (again from the too many blows to the head thing) so it's like trying to talk to Mushmouth straight from the dentist. Poor guy probably won't be here another 2 months, and I feel bad for what that means for Underling 1's finanical situation... and worry that might mean she will have to leave this company to find another job (because nobody here gets enough money), and I've put all the time in the world into training her and grooming her, and I've really come to rely on her.
I hate to say it, but the dude is a lead weight around her neck. She's smart, and a hard worker, and kind and sweet as heck, and he is the living human embodiment of a dead end. And I can't fathom what brought them together, other than he's still got his boxer's physique. Maybe the cynics are right and that's all it takes.