Posted on 09/23/2005 8:32:17 AM PDT by pissant
Or, is it because you want to keep that one a secret? ...ducking
H- I've got a seventy year-old male officemate with the hormonal drive of a 17 year-old and the self control of an 8 year-old. He's obsessed with cute girls and golf. He has a potty mouth and tells raunchy jokes. He's a real piece of work.
sauropod and I just moved. Packing up took the better part of two months. He has at least fifteen times more STUFF than I do. And it's all big heavy stuff like rocks and tools and machines...books...
I'm just grateful he didn't crack the foundation of the house we were in.
(I almost said cute, but I figger he might box my ears if I did.) (And the rock specimens in my office - they're lovely - came out of that clean-up effort!)
(a)"Awww, that really is cute!"
(b)""That was his idea of 'tidy'?"
OK,
instead of cleaning house and cooking for tomorrow's company, I'm sitting here, participating.
1. I had to share a teeny tiny office with my boss,who I came to realize was totally crackerpuppies. She had a thing about odors. ANY odor. Which meant everyone, I mean EVERYONE had to make sure that their soap, deoderant, shampoo etc was unscented. I mean the odor from your dryer sheets could set her off.
Oh, did I mention I don't have a sense of smell? Anyhow, one day she went into a blind rage about some scent that was making her wheeze and I was ignoring her. By then, I knew she was nuts. Turns out, it was residual odor from the perm I had had the day before.
I went to the administrator at that point. LOOOONnnnnnnnNNGGGGGG story short, a year later I was in her position after she'd been fired.
2. This lady was a delight....Another boss, this one in Atlanta. Minority female who had clawed her way to the top. How do I know that? She told us, everyday, with a can of Diet Coke in her hand. Turns out, she was drinking vodka with her diet coke. Been doing it for years.
She was so looped most of the time she missed things like one of her supervisors coming up behind an RD (not me!) at the cafeteria salad bar and humping her from behind. And we ain't talkin' no little hump either. She was a married, super-sweet person who had put up with a lot from this guy. We all had, come to think of it.... but this sweet girl was smart, and went home and told her hubby. >:>
The ensuing firestorm brought to light a. My bosses drinking. b. The supervisor KNOWING about her drinking, and covering for her. c. Her knowing that he knew and was 'covering' for her so she just turned a blind eye to his bits of....erm, ah...piggy-ness.
Needless to say, neither are working there anymore.
Both of us are rofl at that one.
Hey, now! Not all of us are paranoid, raving lunatics!
But you're unfortunately correct. One of my "coworkers" - I use the term loosely - is refusing to be reassigned and is trying to pull out the "handicapped" card to avoid it. She's completely worthless... she's the one everyone talks about when they bemoan lazy, pointless government employees. The reassignment will mean she's accountable for the first time in years.
He then set it with a sign which said "L.A." tucked under the close foreleg on the side of the road near Dagmar, Montana, where it looked like it was hitch hiking...
He went into the Dagmar Bar for refreshments and when he drove by on the way back to the site, the jackrabbit was gone...
More proof on why I like working with men more than women! LOL
Hi Sandy. I know that lotsa gov't workers are professional and dedicated. But since it takes an act of God to get rid of the deadwood, deadwood will always congregate in such careers. My wife works in the Seattle School district. The way they promote and retain principals and management is very disturbing!
LOL. Now that's what I call a sense of humor!!
I just wonder to this day how far the jackrabbit made it before either thawing out or being scavenged...
The smell after thawing might not be so pleasant!
If it didn't get too far, anything from a family pet to coyote or eagle (or lots of other birds) would have found it tasty, but downright tough to chew...
Here's the worst part. I was single at the time...I'm no Don Johnson (circa 1985 Don Johnson) but I'm not an ugly guy either. I wasn't having much luck though in the lady department if you catch my meaning. One day, in front of everyone, he brings up my personal life and blasts out that I was "striking out with the ladies."
If I ever find that guy...
Buzzards and crows and magpies!
ROFLMAO. Hey you still owe me $10 from the Superbowl XXI!!
Yes, all of the above. (After the wee bacteria have done the job of tenderizing the critter, of course.)
LOL!
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