Wild times hit the old shop yesterday evening. The company cut-up was doing his usual routine of harassing a fellow worker. He delightfully refers to himself as the company smart***. His girlfriend says that is part of his charm.
Bear in mind that this was all being done as a joke.
The co-worker had sold him a 16 gig flash drive, which actually shows as 14.9, which is perfectly normal. But the cut-up told Mr. Touchy that as it wasn’t exactly a 16 gig drive, the co-worker
Updated 12-04-2008 at 11:45 PM by Pendragon
I work with a gang here that are very good friends. I will be 48 on Monday, the boss is 45, the other two guys are in their 30’s and 40’s. The lady is 65. Nice bunch of adults, correct? Wrong!
The way we pick on each other and throw anything from paper to fountain pens, (one guy made a crossbow that fires bamboo skewers!) is way out and wild. Shadow boxing, putting snow down each other’s backs; a million and one pranks in a day.
And the sweet Lord help the
Updated 11-19-2008 at 05:51 PM by Pendragon
Yesterday was billing day for the ISP services. The lady who usually does this had to have major surgery, so two of us were “trained” to do the billing. I was one of the unlucky pair.
It’s funny, years ago this used to be my job, and I knew exactly how to do everything. I had to leave for some years because of my health, and now everything has changed. I still went to work will a will, trying to figure out what in heaven’s name I was doing.
I e-mailed out the bills,
Working here at the computer store is an interesting hobby, and for a disabled man like myself, a ray of sunshine in a dark world. I can work here and they fully understand my limitations, and then work with me as I endeavor to climb that mountain that all depressed people know so very well.
I have my moments when I wonder exactly what is going on with the minds of our customers. We do get our share of the odd and outré.
Take, for example, our first customer
It can't be all bad as I got three votes (Thanks Grover, Boots, Sprinks!) I'd like other opinions
“What are you doing, Edward! Let go of me! That hurts! You were choking me!” Fiona Travis accused. “My God, you could have killed me!”
“I am going to kill you, Fiona. That was a sample. In three days at midnight exactly, I intend to rid myself of you. I have done it before, you know. Another murder won’t weigh on my