Tell me about it. I mean I was doing everything I could think of to show her how to do the job, it isn't a HARD job, I mean hell, it's a desk job, and it was like everything I told her went in one ear and out the other. We DO have a quota, and we DO have a goal we have to reach, and she was MORE interested in gossip and griping about what "slave-drivers" the supervisors were, our supervisors bend over backward to help up, than actually trying.