He sat down, folded his arms, and proceeded to tell me what a genius he is.
His supervisors are fools, upper management is clueless, and his co-workers lack education and creativity. All of his problems would be solved if the rest of those people would shape up. They don't care for him because he makes them feel stupid. He is tired of holding their hands and having to draw them a map whenever he comes up with a great idea.
Once upon a time, there was a supervisor who understood him, but then that person moved on. He's contacted him about a transfer. The guy would love to have him there, but barriers keep rising. You realize how bureaucratic things can be.
All he knows is that there's a hell of a lot of stress when you have to carry everyone else in the unit. This gets worse when they start rolling marbles under your feet.
It's envy, you know. Pure and simple.