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CountScrofula · 41-45, M
@BobbyMoeven No it will be insultingly small.
Tell me about the worst workplace experience you've ever had.
Tell me about the worst workplace experience you've ever had.
BobbyMoeven · 100+, M
@CountScrofula
Oh geez... There are so many. Give me a moment to think of one that really stands out.
Oh geez... There are so many. Give me a moment to think of one that really stands out.
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Mamapolo2016 · F
@CountScrofula I won’t tell you the worst…but I’ll tell you the most painfully funny.
One Friday afternoon, Bill, the office buffoon, gave Wilbur a playful tug on the hair. It came off in his hand, and Bill screamed and slung it across the room where it slid down the wall and lay there like a road-kill.
Wilbur gathered up his hair and retreated to his office, Bill fled from the building entirely. My boss and I immediately ran for our respective bathrooms so we could laugh. When the hysteria subsided, and we were composed, my boss said to me, “You know we can never talk about this, right?”
One Friday afternoon, Bill, the office buffoon, gave Wilbur a playful tug on the hair. It came off in his hand, and Bill screamed and slung it across the room where it slid down the wall and lay there like a road-kill.
Wilbur gathered up his hair and retreated to his office, Bill fled from the building entirely. My boss and I immediately ran for our respective bathrooms so we could laugh. When the hysteria subsided, and we were composed, my boss said to me, “You know we can never talk about this, right?”
CountScrofula · 41-45, M
@Mamapolo2016 Oh my god that's incredible.
BobbyMoeven · 100+, M
@CountScrofula
I will follow suit with an amusing work anecdote instead of piling on the misery..
In my teenage years my friends and I had part time gigs working as security guards during the night shift at our local schools..
On several occasions we each had our buds over to jam in the music room, play light night ball hockey in the gym, hang out in the av and watch late night movies... Etc. Suffice to say,, we sucked at our jobs, but we all believed safety in numbers...
Anyhoo. One night, my friend was guarding Laurier and invited us by for a swim... And as is always, we were several hours late... But still expecting service. My security friend had passed out, most likely while watching city tv late night blue movies, but we didn't care we wanted to seim even though it was 4am.... So we rang the buzzer.... And rang the buzzer. And rang and rang... We rang it until eventually off in the distance, we heard the sound of another alarm... That of the fire department and coppers.... Eventually we clued in they were headed for us.. Ee bolted to bushes... And watched from the wings as it seemed like 20 minutes after special forces ringing the bell.... Enough time for the security supervisor to show up... And our friend finally opened the door and proceeded to get the fifth degree and get canned.... He went home and slept.... We were pissed because we did not get our swim in... Such good buds.
I will follow suit with an amusing work anecdote instead of piling on the misery..
In my teenage years my friends and I had part time gigs working as security guards during the night shift at our local schools..
On several occasions we each had our buds over to jam in the music room, play light night ball hockey in the gym, hang out in the av and watch late night movies... Etc. Suffice to say,, we sucked at our jobs, but we all believed safety in numbers...
Anyhoo. One night, my friend was guarding Laurier and invited us by for a swim... And as is always, we were several hours late... But still expecting service. My security friend had passed out, most likely while watching city tv late night blue movies, but we didn't care we wanted to seim even though it was 4am.... So we rang the buzzer.... And rang the buzzer. And rang and rang... We rang it until eventually off in the distance, we heard the sound of another alarm... That of the fire department and coppers.... Eventually we clued in they were headed for us.. Ee bolted to bushes... And watched from the wings as it seemed like 20 minutes after special forces ringing the bell.... Enough time for the security supervisor to show up... And our friend finally opened the door and proceeded to get the fifth degree and get canned.... He went home and slept.... We were pissed because we did not get our swim in... Such good buds.
Mamapolo2016 · F
@BobbyMoeven May I always be protected from good buds.