Some peanut I used to work with spent every minute of the day complaining about his abundant workload. I’m not surprised he was busy; he never stopped whining long enough to get anything done. Eventually he was transferred to a different department; I think the boss was sick of hearing his shit. From that moment on, the same wanker would sit around the lunch room and complain that payroll was the most boring place on earth; apparently there was never anything to do. It wasn’t long before he was relocated to yet another area of the business; fellow accounting staff obviously struggled with his crap as well. The guy’s new position provided a consistent flow of work, with sufficiently challenging tasks and reasonably set deadlines. He started complaining about the weather.