Meeting jerk

My work require me to mix around with a lot of people, but some not quite made comfortable, leaving me wonder what kind of bastard they are.  

I hate especially when one asked in surprise and high-pitched tone :"You don't you know about it ? ".

And that wasn't the end of stories, the guy pushed-on and said, so you don't know, you don't have to work on it lah ?

But I am a bitch to satisfy his nerve to say I really, well, he has one.  And I can only write bad thing about this jerk in a secretly kept blog.