Career limiting move...

[Chris-St Louis]

Here at work today, they had a breakfast and had a few cans of new Whip Cream left over... Among a group of supervisors who were trying to figure out what to do with them I suggested we do whippits.....And, proceeded to explain what they were when they asked...



Opps, Error! :banghead:

I gotta fix that filter in my head!

 

[Drillbit]

Once when I worked in an office someone locked their keys in their car. I went to my trunk, got a slim jim and opened the door. Everyone looked at me funny insted of thanking me.

 

[ptschram]

I nearly got into a fist fight with a VP of American Electric Power during a very high-level meeting.

The guy I shared an office with saved me from getting beaten to a pulp.

I interrupted a meeting with the now-mayor of Detroit to take a call from my wife informing me our son had been brought home by the cops!

 

[DiscoJen]

I'm not quite sure you would still be Chris if there was a filter...

 

[landdog]

Opps, Error! :banghead:

I gotta fix that filter in my head!

Hard to back gracefully out of that one.

Whippets. Aahh, the memories...
:rockon:

 

[ptschram]

Hard to back gracefully out of that one.

Whippets. Aahh, the memories...
:rockon:

First off Chris, SWMBO says you failed your drug test!

Landdog, just try to get rid of two empty 40 pound N2O tanks. Want two? I'll swap for a small MIG shielding gas tank.

edit: See what I mean? The place is lousy with them!

I'll trade two of them for a tank of nitrogen. Both of the tanks I have haven't been hydro'ed since at least '91. I'll provide a receipt.

 

[ratboy]

I went to my trunk, got a slim jim and opened the door. Everyone looked at me funny instead of thanking me.

me too. opened a ford in under 3 seconds. ?

 

[wturner]

Bullshit, those assholes know what a whippit is, they are just too deep in the game, they are practiced at that denial shit. I bet they don't even claim their Alma Matter so as not to step on the wrong toes.

 

[rovercanus]

I worked at a place that had a series of hugg feely meetings, the kind where you are supposed to come out with a nicer outlook on your fellow man (and woman).
They always did this goofy round robin thing where you said your name and a little about yourself.
Everyone was doing this with stuff like, "Hi, my name is Billy and I like to drink coffee and watch the sun rise", "Hi, I'm Cathy and I like puppies".
When it got to be my turn I said, "Hi, I'm Walter and on the weekends, I like to drink and fornicate."
Half the room was dead silent and the other half just busted out laughing. From then on our new manager never knew how to take me.

 

[landrovered]

I am still baffled by the group think/group act rules that permeate corporations.

I guess I finally found a company that appreciates me "warts and all" because I don't feel the need to censor myself or wear blue button downs or any of that crap.

By the way our corporate team building activities usually involve alcohol and strip clubs.

 

[ptschram]

I am still baffled by the group think/group act rules that permeate corporations.

I guess I finally found a company that appreciates me "warts and all" because I don't feel the need to censor myself or wear blue button downs or any of that crap.

By the way our corporate team building activities usually involve alcohol and strip clubs.

When I worked for the power company, they frequently sent me home because my ties were too bold. My Grateful Dead ties were right out. The tie dyed tie, forget about it. I got pissed when they told me my World Fund for Children ties were childish and looked like they were made with crayons-THEY WERE!

The PDX dealership was far worse, but there, I really think that I was the only one NOT talking about smoking pot at work, but it was Portland.

 

[Two Cold Soakers]

The way I look at it, if statute limitations apply, and have expired, it's a fair topic.

 

[landdog]

The way I look at it, if statute limitations apply, and have expired, it's a fair topic.

Lol. Yep. If you can't prosecute me, you can't look down on me.

I have a profound, devastating allergy to corporate politics. I would literally, and I mean this, dig ditches than deal with the lying, grinning, back slappers my wife brings home stories about. "Office Space" and "The Office" are all too real, only without the laughter.

 

[landdog]

Landdog, just try to get rid of two empty 40 pound N2O tanks. Want two? I'll swap for a small MIG shielding gas tank.

edit: See what I mean? The place is lousy with them!
http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt141/ptschram/_567.jpg

I'll trade two of them for a tank of nitrogen. Both of the tanks I have haven't been hydro'ed since at least '91. I'll provide a receipt.

Will you throw in some kind veggie burritos? :victory:

 

[wturner]

I work with them

But being an engineer, I am more like the tool they pull out of the closet when they need a real answer. So I feel like I don't have to bother with so much of the "hardy har har" cheese bullshit...

I don't really get involved in the politics of it, I have actually been once removed from most dramatic situations even with friends and back in high school. I am always the last guy to hear gossip.

But I think the few at work that know me best (which isn't very good) know I am a lot more rough at the edges than they are.

You know that was one of the things I liked most about working in Norway. They have a completely different business culture than we sensitive Americans. They don't bother with the dress code bullshit, unless of course you are in a position where you regularly meet with clients, then it's reasonable. They don't worry about getting shit face drunk in front of the boss at a party...thats what parties are for. We had a team builder once in the office cafeteria and were up until 3am boozing, one guy didn't go home, just slept in the office...no problems. I got so drunk after the completion of a project party night that I threw up twice on the plane on the way home, surrounded by co-workers...no problem.