A second offering here from 'Momo' in Sharjah. Apparently, Dr Evil is admired greatly as a fat greasy sleazeball with a vampire's taste for firing teachers on the most flimsy of pretexts. Or am I reading it wrong here?!
At Sharjah HCT, the maniacal Dr Evil Farid Ohan has spawned a legacy of hate and promises of vengeance from literally hundreds of disgruntled former staffers and supervisors that he worked over, stabbed in the back, humiliated, abused and shoved out the door to feed his insatiable appetite for meanness and skulduggery. So it is only right and fitting that Dr Evil has his own tribute to nastiness competition. Let’s hear your favourite bit of goss about Mad Freddy and the crazy empire that he dominates with fear out in the backwoods of Sharjah! Here’s one of my favourites.
Every day of the week, the slimy old bastard gets two Indian labourers to wash his company executive sedan that is parked a few metres away from his office, as his stumpy legs are unable to cart this pot bellied old faggot to his throne. Of course, there's nothing wrong with having a handwashed car every day, but the pompous Dr Evil must always do it his own way and insists that the hired helps only use bottled Masafi water in five litre containers to wash his car. What a tosser and a waste of resources.
OK, not good enough? Well, here’s another of my favourites. The old sod loves to repeat this famous line at Sharjah HCT. “I am always so impressed by the enormous talents of our girls and the wonderful projects that they produce. I am constantly amazed by their talents.”
No, you silly old faggot - the teachers are so afraid of losing their jobs that they produce this work, and you just suck it in. Even blind Freddy could see that the knuckleheads do not produce the stuff that amazes Dr Evil. Yet the show goes on!
The rumour mill is buzzing that the bean counters at HCT headquarters in Abu Dhabi are targeting the Sharjah colleges, and Dr Evil Farid Ohan is in their sights. Talk is that college funding has been dubiously distributed and some may have made its way to a final resting place where it was never intended. We await developments with glee. This could be the straw that cracks the camel’s back and sends the tyrant into space as empty as his head.
STOP PRESS: The news that Fat Freddy has been made the HCT vice-provost would seem to challenge the paragraph above. However, we must all remember that what IS and what APPEARS TO BE are not always the same at HCT. Sometimes, it's quite the opposite, in fact.