The Return of the Ultimate Fighter...

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The Return of the Ultimate Fighter…

The UF was HR’s roommate. Its almost like HR was the brains of the operation, and the UF was the muscle. The UF referred to HR as a “kid” symbolizing her feeling that she was a young, weak, naïve, person who was in need of protecting.

It was only a matter of time before the UF took on the Litigator and when it did happen, it happened on the call floor.

The UF was coming back from the break room, while the Litigator was taking calls. The Litigator knew that any word from him to her would set her off like a bomb. He actually used her lack of self-control to control the situation in an attempt to take her out as well. He asked her only one question. Why did she say that he called her cell phone? It worked like a charm. She blasted back that he was a little bitch for what he did to HR’s car, and that if he wanted to act like a man, they could fight right now. He calmly asked her the same question again, and again she blasted back with profane threats of violence.

He then logged out of his phone, came and found me, and quickly filed an additional harassment complaint against her. I once again had to do some more fact-finding research this issue, and handle it. It went down very close to the way he said it did, and as a result, I placed the UF on a “Final Written”. In all her stupidity, she was set up, took the bait, and subsequently placed on a “Final Warning” and the Litigator didn’t even break a sweat.

Since the company was privately owned, the owner’s wife had a chance to visit Call Center, USA to conduct a performance audit on the facility. The Litigator couldn’t miss out on his chance to steal her ear for a little bit. I went to lunch, and upon my return, my supervisors let me know that they, the Litigator and the owner’s wife, were in the back conference room.

I ran back there as fast as possible. Upon entry to the room, I viewed the Litigator in all his glory describing his trials and tribulations of working in an abusive, hostile environment to the owner’s wife…

I could tell this was going to be fun…