Never worked with any Brents because deep down Brent was well-meaning, whereas all the “personalities” I’ve worked with have been total cunts. At my last job I sat within earshot of the most attention-hungry man on the planet. Every now and then he’d make a loud fart noise and go “oooh, who was that? Sounds like one of yours Jenny”, or he’d hum the hook from You Can Call Me Al at excruciating volume.
Was also an interesting (read: horrifying) case study of how Brexit brought the racists out into the open, as the worse the rhetoric got the bigger his opinions got. Eventually I reported him to HR for doing “the eyes” behind my Chinese colleague’s back. Last I heard he’d been promoted.
