You know the guy...

There's a new guy at work... actually, an old guy who quit and came back. He's... that guy. You know the one. He's the one who always has a story that's just one step above the one before. He's the one who has done it twice. He knows everything about every subject. He has had the fastest car, the most money, the hottest women. If not him, then his uncle, or a guy he knew.

That 250 GB hard drive in the Staples ad on the table in the break room? Too small, too slow, too much money, compared to what he has. You need a 100-foot well dug at your house?
His uncle had a 1500-foot well dug at his place. Planning on going hunting? He's got rifles and shotguns of every caliber and gauge, revolvers and automatics... and, did you know he once killed a bear with a bow?

This guy... the car and house he's living in are both temporary setbacks... he used to have much better, and he will again. Not at this job, though; his last job paid much better, had better benefits, and he had cooler co-workers than we are.

Can I stomp a mudhole in the center of his chest now, or should I wait until later, just to make sure he can't be a bigger asshole today than he was yesterday?