I'm in the unfortunate position to see my work place being flooded with Jeets and Jeetas, for low level positions. They are hired through some sort of agency, directly out of India.
The person who is in charge of the jeet hordes, has her office on the same floor as me, while my office is at the very beginning.
Multiple times a week some of those low iq jeets knock at my door and stare at me, with a look of someone who coulndt spell their own name if asked to, and ask for their supervisor who sits on the other end of the hall.
The last guy, a 5'5, 100 pound jeet manlet, almost made me loose my cool.
I open the door and coldly ask what he wants, fully expecting him to say the name of his supervisor. He tries to squeeze himself past me and says "I'm good, how about you?" in the most broken English possible.
The fact that he just tried to barge into my office, not an ounce of politeness or idea of how to behave, really pissed me off.
I told him to get lost and didn't tell him where to find his supervisor. The next jeet who knocks will get the door closed on him immediately.
They get to my floor and just knock at the first door, they come across. My name and position is on my door, if they would just read it, they would know I'm the wrong person to speak to. Sadly, out of apathy, stupidity or sheer entitlement, they don't seem to care at all.