As long as I'm snarling, I'll snarl about something specific as well.
This morning it was brought to my attention that one of the DJs had cut a spot that included a web URL in it, which was airing about every other hour. The copy for the spot listed the address as something akin to 'libraries dot u-t-e-p dot e-d-u' (though that wasn't the actual address).
Any reasonable, thinking human being in this building identified that this was written that way to indicate that you say "libraries" but spell out "utep.edu," as opposed to saying "libraries dot youtep dot edjyou."
But what this bimbo said on the spot, which then subsequently aired over and over until I yanked it down, was "libraries dot U dash T dash E dash P dot E dash D dash U."
At first I just laughed my ass off about it , and the engineer and traffic directer laugh about it too. So I kill the spot and take it off the air... and when she comes in, I chuckle and let her know.
AND THE STUPID COW GETS INDIGNANT. She starts off defensive then moves straight through it to obstreperous. Repeating "That's how it was written on the script, how was I supposed to know?!" Uhhh, YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO KNOW BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT BRAIN DEAD, despite evidence to the contrary. You are supposed to know because you've been working in radio, in THIS town, where THAT institution of higher learning is... for at LEAST 10 years, maybe more. Maybe if you banged a couple brain cells together once in a while instead of banging men who HIT you, you'd have the functional ability of a learning-impaired chimp! I know it's hard for you to function because you're a 40+ year old mental preteen with enough emotional issues and breakdowns to power your own reality show NETWORK, who only ever got by on her now-quickly-fading looks and a ridiculous boob job, but all those years of fast living and partying has left you looking like beef-jerky-wrapped silicon now and so people are going to start needing you to be less stupid than a housepet if you want us to put up with your timeworn, leatherskinned, put-out-to-pasture ass. Shit!
All you had to do is chuckle back, or even say "oh, sorry! I'll fix it!" But nooo... you had to get defensive and act like you're being unfairly persecuted or some shit. God, I can't believe anybody tolerates you. I would wish some horrible fate upon you, but I can't think of any future worse than the one you've already made for yourself. Could not have happened to a more deserving forced-into-retirement cumdumpster.