Posted on 09/23/2005 8:32:17 AM PDT by pissant
Most of us have held several different jobs over the years. Some good, some bad, and some in between. It seems no matter where we are employed, there is always a few "unusual" people that we are forced to work with. The office gossip, the Casanova, the nose picker, etc. etc.
To help honor these less than stable individuals, I think it is worthwhile to commit their stories to the FR archives for posterity's sake!
I'll start
we get two....
1. I worked for the Navy and my boss came in everyday and stuffed cotton into his ears to assure he wouldn't be bothered.
2. Upstairs in a drafting room, before the smoking police, one soul near the window ran a clear plastic tube onto the roof through a slightly opened window. The other end was in his mouth. He chose to breath through a tube at a drafting table rather than be bothered by the smoke in the very large.
A stiptease for YOU? Hmmmmm
#2 cracks me up. What a sight he musta been!
1. A militant PETA-type vegetarian who won't eat anything "with a face." This includes chocolate bunnies and marshmallow Peeps at Eastertime.
2. A savant who memorizes UPC codes, zip codes, area codes, etc. He watches old TV shows and memorizes which guest star appeared in which episode. He also has perfect pitch and is a gifted violist.
3. A paranoid, obsessive compulsive, packrat who had so much stuff packed into his office it started to bow the floor and the walls pulled away from the ceiling (it's a temporary building, only the outer walls are load bearing).
4. Sauropod. :P
Well he was nuts. I did mess with his head all the time though. He would get paranoid and ask if we were plotting against him and I would tell him that I wouldn't tell him if we were.
Tell the PETA type about all the insects they had to kill in order to bring her cotton clothing material to market. ;o)
LOL.
When I was a prison warden I got to beat my customers and fired 40% of the staff. Everyone feared me. Other than a guy with the shank trying for me, it was a great job.
Perhaps I should have saved this for a Tryant Boss thread.
Most of my painters were parolees living in halfway houses. I also had one senior citizen woman who worked for something to do and a moderately retarded girl in my department.
"Perhaps I should have saved this for a Tryant Boss thread."
They called me the "Harvester of sorrows". I had a sign on the wall that said "Welcome to hell, Abandon all hope". I was legendary.
Tyrant Boss thread is tomorrow. Stay tuned. ;o)
That would make a good advertising slogan...Parolees and Retards
"Tyrant Boss thread is tomorrow."
Thank goodness! That way my boss won't catch me checking the thread!
You're never alone with a schizophrenic ;-)
You're repeating yourself. :D
BUMP
Those were the good old days. :)
You just might have something to add to this thread. ;)
I do my best to keep ya out of trouble! ;o)
Who me? (I'm out of town and mostly away from the 'net).
But there was the woman who had sued the Secret Service because they were ruining her life...
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