Why oh Why

Well Since I woke up around 3:30 after only having a few hours of sleep with no more in sight, I've decided to get on here and ramble for a bit. Isn't life just so grand?! Here I am working in a dead end job for way less than I'm worth. This last week has been a week that I would like to soon forget. I have had 3 days of basically working by myself in a department that requires more than one person to manage. Also business increases a hundred fold with Thanksgiving right around the corner. Being by myself really doesn't bother me at all because things happen and people get sick. It's just a fact of life. But events on Thursday morning really made me quite peeved.
Thursday mornings I work with a interesting gentleman who is in his mid-60's. Nice enough guy but definitely has his little quirks. However, the most frustrating thing about him is he has extreme tunnel vision. There is only one way to do things and that is his way (or the way he knows how to do it). He resists change like it will somehow ruin his life and destroy his soul. Ever since I started working with this individual on Thursday mornings he's been dissatisfied by an aspect of my work. This aspect of work is not a crucial part of a Thursday morning and in fact has been informed by the last managers not worry about it because its not essential. However, to my co-worker its a matter of life and death to him. How dare I not perform this (in everyone's eyes but his) non-essential task in the morning.
After trying politely to explain the situation of why this task wasn't performed the night before (I was by myself and off by 8) I had reached my limit. A couple of hours later when it became time for me to finally perform this work task, he started chastising me upon completing it. By that point I had had enough and wasn't going to sit there and let some old, slow, and pretty much worthless employee tell me off. I just flat out told him he wasn't in charge. Which was a big surprise to him for he truly had delusions of his importance to the company. After a heated argument over everything I had done wrong that morning because it didn't fit the "standards" of the department he basically didn't talk to me or help me at all. He just did his own thing which I'm still wondering how he could stretch it out for 8 hours. To give some understanding of my job on a Thursday morning, I usually only have to fill the milk once in an 8 hr shift. ONCE! He somehow stretched it out, plus a few other small tasks, over 8 hours. I figure he only saved me about an hour worth of work for the day. I did about 90% of the work that had to be done. But now he hates me and my soul because I won't do things the way that he wants them done. My philosophy is that when I get to work I survey what needs to be done and then decide on how to most effectively fulfill the tasks at hand. In my opinion I would be better off working by myself on Thursdays so I don't have to worry about the crabby old fart who gets all flustered and anal when things aren't done his way. In my opinion I work a hundred times faster, harder, and more efficient than him, so he can just shut the HELL up!.
For those of you who are still reading this and haven't closed it out of severe boredom I thank you for letting me vent. This is proof that I need to get the hell out of here and get me a real job. So please pray for me that I can get a teaching job sometime in the future. Then I can deal with the wonderful education politics, but get paid a whole hell of a lot more than I'm currently obtaining.