I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt: I’m sure he is quite capable of performing his duties. My co-worker, Chris, is not the sharpest fork in the drawer. I feel badly. Nice guy and seemingly happy in life he aspires to progress his career. He’s got this awful backwoods Carolina dialect. It may block him from ever getting a mainline (real) job. He can speak before the public, his briefings are alright, but when he’s one on one with you — it’s pure meaningless incoherent chatter and babble (along with that sappy drawl). I can’t stand it. I have to excuse myself and get far away.