Enemy of the Blog

I've never thought much of people who use blogs as a means to bash people they don't like, but I will use my "double standard" card this month to talk about my boss. For the sake of anonymity, I will refer to him as 'Craig.'

Craig is a forty something year old aging queen who can't seem to dress age-appropriately. He wears hideous shirts and tight pants that accentuate all the wrong parts of the human anatomy. He even does the faux-hawk, which can only be successfully worn by Abercrombie models. He doesn't turn brown when he tans, he turns red - so he always looks like he just ate a cartoon hot pepper and smoke is going to come out of his ears. Craig also loves the sound of his own voice, so he talks for hours about stupid shit that happens in his life. Every conversation ends up being about him in some way.

One of my coworkers had a death in the family recently. When I told Craig about it, he said:

"UM... OK, AND?"

I know everyone deals with death in their own little way, but condolences are universal. I just think he's a total douchebag for reacting that way.