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     Pwnzor |
Funny things sometimes happen at work, so I thought maybe this thread to could take off... let's see what happens. Our night/weekend dispatcher sends a "turnover" email every Monday to let us know right away if there are any matters needing immediate attention. This morning, we learned about a hazard in the break room.  | ||
| Oldog |
a barking spider ? | ||
| Ratbuell |
Well, it wasn't office antics per se...but we did it to an office, does that count? In HS, I had keys to the building due to a lot of activities I was in. Our principal's office faced due East - full sun in the morning. So...a buddy and I let ourselves in, and coated every single item in the office with aluminum foil. Shelves. Books. Furniture. Walls. Paintings. Every item, individually. And we left his blinds wide open. Homeroom, the announcement came over the PA - "Goetz and Kobersteen, please report to the principal's office". Naturally, we did ourselves in...we walked into his office wearing shades. He looked less than amused. Opened his drawer to get pen and pad...and we'd wrapped his pens, pencils, and box of staples in the desk drawer. He had to smile at that point. "OK...NOW I'm impressed. Go to class." | ||
| Pwnzor |
Foil on everything, that's an instant classic. | ||
| Jaimec |
Many decades ago, I worked for a company called Computer Associates, at the time the largest independent software company in the world (before Microsoft hit its stride). As one of the perks for working us to death 12 hours a day, seven days a week (okay, I'm only exaggerating a LITTLE) they would bring in bagels, doughnuts or cakes every morning for breakfast and there were free coffee stations all over the building. One day they were giving a potential new client a tour of the building. The client was "Sara Lee." Charles Wang (the CEO of the company) instructed the appropriate team to remove all of the Entenmann's cakes and doughnuts (which were our normal supplier as they were a local Long Island company at the time) with Sara Lee cakes instead. Apparently, Charles was unaware that Sara Lee cakes were sold FROZEN and had to be properly prepared before serving... | ||
| Wolfridgerider |
WAY back in my Marine Corps days.... We were doing some Nuclear, Biological and Chemical attack training. I have now idea how or why I raised my hand... but my job along with 3 other jarheads was to take my car and drive to different spots on base and "GAS" our platoon when they came rolling thru in our amtracs. This provided a day of fun for everyone. We were equipped with a 3.5 gallon jug of powdered CS "gas". You had to put it in a pot an set it on fire and smoke would produce a eye watering, snot filled nose load of good times. It was a good day and fun was not had by all. But the real fun came latter. Some how that 3.5 gallon jug ended up on my tractor. All you had to do was open the lid and it would send most running to the hills. Tap the sides with the wind at your back and wait for it to hit my fellow Marines down wind.... and a pic just so you know what my platoon was driving... I was in 1984 GT Mustang with a 302 hauling ass from tank crossing to tank crossing. This pic was taken in 1990 in West Africa in the Gambia. I'm in the turret. Sure do miss those days  | ||
| 86129squids |
One fun thing about restaurant work is the fact that most of the folks in the biz are wacky... I've been at it a long time. Once worked with a good but at times overbearing GM. Reading through a "special" magazine one day, spotted an ad for a high-end, actually very nice quality furniture maker. All the designs were convertible, from regular furniture to BDSM uses. I requested a catalog, in my boss's name, had it mailed to the restaurant. Waited a few days...  | ||
| Ratbuell |
One that was done to me years ago: I was tech director for a live theatre, doing 300 shows a season. We were B-U-S-Y. I had a group come through, The Irish Rovers, who were traditional Irish folk music. Good stuff. It was a Friday. I was coming off a school show in the morning (call was 0530; set up the show; brats arrived 0900 for the first show; last show started at 1100 and the truck left around 1400.) The Rovers' truck arrived at 1530; I'd spent the hour and a half fixing lighting focus from one show to the other, and repatching the channels. I'd pre-hung as many of the lights as I could, but our inventory didn't let me hang two plots at once. So, their crew starts setting up. Nice oriental carpets on stage, with colored spike tape on them. They unrolled their audio wiring snakes, which also had spike tape on them. Lined up the marks...and plugged in the instruments. I was impressed, they knew what they were doing. Musicians showed up around 1800 for a sound check. Right away we started having problems - my audio guy didn't have the patch correct, we were getting all sorts of static, the touring monitors weren't working properly...we managed to get a decent soundcheck done, but we were still chasing this damned static. Curtain was at 8; doors were at 7:30; it was now close to 7, and there was still this damned static/crackle. I was cleaning connections in my amp rack, I'd already checked all my stage boxes and snakes, I'd repatched all my channels trying to eliminate it being in the console itself... My amp rack lived on an overhead lighting bridge. I was working below myself on the connections, and past that I could see the stage under me. My guys were walking around stage making final adjustments and cleanup before doors. The keyboard player was on stage, at his keys...and I heard that ••••••• static again. I happened to be looking at the keyboard player when it happened. He had - it looked like - played a note on his keyboard when it happened. Then...it happened again. And he played a note at the same time again. My guys were still walking around on stage, and each time it happened...one of my guys was walking dead-center-stage. Lucky for the keyboard player, I had wires to hook back up, and about 150' of ladder to climb, before I got to him. I was out for blood. Got on stage, the bastard was laughing his ass off to himself - he had his head down like he was reading something, and wearing a hat that kept his face in shadow. He had SAMPLED static. Every time someone stepped on a certain spot on the cables...he played the "note", and static came through my system. I turned the stage lights off at the main power breaker (1,600A 3-phase panel - CLUNK, and darkness), and told the tour manager the show was canceled and get your shit out of my theatre. He was honestly surprised that his guy was doing that, but he didn't believe that I was going to cancel the show until I told my house manager to start sending people home. My GM asked what was up, I explained, and he said "OK, we don't need shit like that on our stage. Send 'em packing." THAT got the tour manager's attention. We were five minutes to doors, and finally the tour manager got his guy under control and contrite enough that we all sat down, and decided that we'd let the show continue as scheduled. Meanwhile my guys were already getting road cases off the truck and starting to unbox the empties to start putting instruments and staging back in, and back on the truck to get the hell out of dodge. They were as pissed off as I was. I don't know if the guy kept doing that...but I do know they never got booked in our region again. Production is a small world - screw a house, and word gets out...and it becomes VERY hard for you to get a gig. | ||
| 86129squids |
There are pranks, and then there are co(ksuckers. Soundcheck is a big deal for everyone, you should've pinched off his head and shit down his neck. | ||
| Strokizator |
Back in the day when drafting was done by hand, I took a guys triangles home and ground them at about an 88° angle on one set and 92° on another. Imperceptible to the naked eye but impossible to draw long straight lines. Lots of cussing and frustration ensued. We didn't let the joke go on for too long. It eventually escalated into all out war with every man for himself until we called a truce lest every lose their job. | ||
| 86129squids |
 That's a great one! |
