Topic: Your Job: The Movie (Read 177800 times)

Miss Cat Ears · « **Reply #420 on:** August 21, 2009, 10:58:13 AM »

This week at work I left a spreadsheet open on one screen and played on the internet in the other. And did no work.

Brentai · « **Reply #421 on:** August 21, 2009, 11:06:31 AM »

I DID EQUATIONS WITH MY RIGHT HAND

Classic · « **Reply #422 on:** August 21, 2009, 12:32:58 PM »

With your right hand?

But- what was your left hand doing?

Brentai · « **Reply #423 on:** August 21, 2009, 12:43:21 PM »

Writing down names.

Norondor · « **Reply #424 on:** August 21, 2009, 04:07:45 PM »

It's not as good without the video and attendant latin chanting overblown orchestra music but even so i laughed

Brentai · « **Reply #425 on:** August 21, 2009, 04:11:14 PM »

I just found out we're out of potato chips.

This was not... supposed to happen.

Norondor · « **Reply #426 on:** August 21, 2009, 04:12:04 PM »

What were you gonna say before you paused there?

Brentai · « **Reply #427 on:** August 21, 2009, 04:13:35 PM »

Fuck you Norondor

Swear to God

I'll teach you how to swim

Brentai · « **Reply #428 on:** August 23, 2009, 08:36:06 AM »

Hi, how did you wake up today? I got woken up at 8:30 in the morning on a Sunday by a client asking a technical support question. I am not being paid for it.

Thanks for reminding me to get back to looking for a regular job, chucklenuts.

Mongrel · « **Reply #429 on:** September 10, 2009, 08:09:48 AM »

Some of you may remember my stories about the National Sales Manager. Well, today I found out you sure don't cross him!

Our reception staff are outsourced (we have a rather weird rental agreement) and in all fairness, they are the worst kind of catty lazy secretary stereotype. I've been bugging them for a replacement chair for some time since the ones they had here before are junk. Well, the NSM decided he was spoiling for a fight and decided to uh... take up my cause. I was initially thankful when I thought he was just going to send one email or something.

But no, he started riding them. Hard. That was already kind of awkward, because jesus, it's just a fucking chair. So, today they figured out how to get me a replacement and said I could have it at the end of the month. I thought that was perfectly fine, and said as much. End of story, not worth even thinking abut, much less posting here, right? But A Fighter couldn't let end there, ohhhh no no no? My er, 'friend' went at it with such vicious zeal that if even if Joseph MacCarthy had been hunting actual witches he'd still have been put to shame. He demaned INSTANT RESULTS. TODAY. OR WE'RE LEAVING. THE WHOLE OFFICE.

Eventually, when it became clear it wasn't going to happen today, and I'd repeated to him that I could wait, he gave me his own chair.

The whole thing was weird. Not to mention embarassing.

Doom · « **Reply #430 on:** September 10, 2009, 08:12:53 AM »

Become drinking buddies with this man, stat.

He sounds like a rugged stallion.

Mongrel · « **Reply #431 on:** September 10, 2009, 08:16:59 AM »

Quote from: Doom on September 10, 2009, 08:12:53 AM

Become drinking buddies with this man, stat.

He sounds like a rugged stallion.

Well, he IS Irish.

SCD · « **Reply #432 on:** September 10, 2009, 09:54:38 AM »

Two weeks tends to be a good point, if you have a centralized office supply logistical system, tack on three days. Personaly I am used to sole-source contracts per year, which means that you have the ability to request something from one catalogue, ie grand and toy.

A² · « **Reply #433 on:** September 13, 2009, 04:05:24 AM »

Quote from: Doom on September 10, 2009, 08:12:53 AM

Become drinking buddies with this man, stat.

He sounds like a rugged stallion.

This is very much the kind of person you want to be friends with. Or at the very least, make everyone think you're friends with.

Fortinbras · « **Reply #434 on:** September 14, 2009, 12:43:04 PM »

Looks like I'm going to be working line at a place called Spice of Life. If you're Buge you probably know it! Indian/Thai/Mediterranean/general fusion with a lot of vegetarian/vegan/gluten free stuff.

My perfect record remains intact. Never gotten an interview and not gone on to get a job from it.

Büge · « **Reply #435 on:** September 14, 2009, 01:24:51 PM »

I WANTED TO WORK THERE

SO I COULD EAT FOOD AS WELL AS PREPARE IT FOR CUSTOMERS

SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN YOU JOB BANDIT

Mongrel · « **Reply #436 on:** September 14, 2009, 02:59:55 PM »

...or, get you a job there?

Lottel · « **Reply #437 on:** September 14, 2009, 08:03:07 PM »

Went into an interview today for this dynamite barbecue place, Mojoe's.
They told me it'd be an hour of interviewing. Deep in depth questions and essay type dealies. Took me a handshake and a few quick "Yessirs" and they gave me the job. Took less than two minutes

Easy as pie job. They have a lunch rush and that's about it. Rest of the day is cleaning the tables and watching the meat spin. Pays ten an hour.

Chick behind me in the interview wore a shirt that was so thin you could see through it. Her horrible looking white bra (with stains) and white thong (more stains) showed through. Dunno if she got the job. :P

Miss Cat Ears · « **Reply #438 on:** September 21, 2009, 07:29:07 AM »

One day at work I wasn't paying attention and spilled 20 ounces of Vault all over my work laptop, which immediately shut everything down and turned itself off.

I start going OMG OMG OMG as my coworker Sandra announces that she's going to clean out her desk and pulls out a bottle of ketchup, a loaf of bread, and an economy sized bottle of maple syrup.

Wondering if I've finally lost my fucking mind, I take the back off of my laptop and start shaking coke out of it frantically.

At this moment the external auditors walk into our office (internal audit) to see me looking crazy and trying to figure out what the fuck is going on with that fucking bottle of syrup. :'( Then the guys painting the walls knock my desk over and it shatters into pieces.

Mongrel · « **Reply #439 on:** September 21, 2009, 07:48:57 AM »

...

wow.

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