The Webmaster needs an intervention!

Good afternoon all, this is the Angry Systems Administrator and I need your help. Actually, it’s the Angry Webmaster who needs help. I just came out of the data center after a long shift. (Updates the the systems), and I just found the Angry Webmaster virtually catatonic.

He was in the Anger Central Entertainment Complex, surrounded by empty pizza boxes, (From Papa John’s if you’re interested), empty beer bottles, (Sam Adams Double Bock) and the big screen tuned to the SyFy channel. The Angry Webmaster just watched every single “B” movie on sharks the SyFy channel ever made and he did it in one sitting.

He’s just sitting there drooling, waving the clicker back and forth mumbling “More Peracuda! More Sharknado!” When I tried to take the clicker away from him he tried to bite me! Fortunately I had my Tazer with me and zapped him a few dozen times. You really don’t want to know about the smell. I found a bucket next to the Lazy Boy and the cover wasn’t locked down. I’ve got every door and window in the place opened up and the A/C going full tilt. I’m going to throw his carcass into a shower and set it to fumigate.

This isn’t the first time I’ve found him bindging on television, but I’ve never seen this bad. I thought he had more sense, at least enough to use the DVR to pause the movies while he handled personal hygiene matters. The last time it was House of Cards on Netflix. I think it’s time to send him to rehab, preferably someplace in the middle of the Sahara desert. I shudder to see what the credit card bill is going to be this month and I know the Angry Accountant is going to blow a gasket. This has got to stop, even if he is the boss. Now if you will excuse me, I have to arrange to have that room disinfected.

Thank you

~The Angry Systems Administrator~