ALL GERAT BOSSES HAVE ONETHIG IN COMMON
THEY ALL LOOK BUSSY EVNEEN IF THERE NOT HAHAHHAHAHAH
BUT SEROUSLY IT IPORTANT FROR A BOSS TO LOOK BUSTY AT ALL TIMES
AFTRER ALL YOU DNOT WANT YOUR MAGANER TO THINCK THAT YOU DNOT HAVE ENOUGH WROK TO DO
AND IT IPORTRTANT FOR REGLULAR EPLOYEES TOO
HOW ARE YOU GOIG TO GET PERMOTED IF YOUR BSOSS DOESNT THINK YOUR WROKING ALL THE TIME
SO HERE JIMS AVDICE ABOUT HOW TO LOOK BUSY
WLAK AROUND LIKE YOUR INA HURRY
THAT ALL THERE IS TO IT
JIM ONCE KNEW A GUY WHO STAYAED DRUNK ON THE JOB FROR FTIFTEEN YEARS
HE LASTED THAT LONG BECUASE HE ALWAYS IN A HURRY
NOT OLNY THAT BUT HE MOVED TO FAST FROR ANYONE TO SMELL HIS BERATH HAHHAHAHA
SO KEEP MOVIG FAST AND YOU WILL LOOK BUSSY TOO
Comments (3)
Jim,
Get ready to check shark tank as soon as the email comes out. I'm gonna post it then. I've got a good comment that should be deleted within 15 minutes.
Fluffy
Posted by fluffyjacket1984 | October 24, 2008 8:55 AM
Posted on October 24, 2008 08:55
Presented herewith:
Had a similar issue on another contract a few years back. Cubicles were installed with keyboard trays, that can slide under desk if user doesn't like them. However they don't slide that far, and its common for users to complain their knees keep bumping them.
I get an email forwarded to me from boss (skipping the ticket system = I'm already annoyed) from an unknown user that she wants it removed. I hop on my broom and fly to the scene.
User is a 350 LB warpig. She can barely fit in her chair, and is forced to sit past the arm rests, wedging herself between the desk and front 1/2 of her seat. She begins nagging "My legs keep hitting the keyboard tray." (My temperature is rising) Well of course they are, she is practically falling out of her seat.
I reply "Well maybe you should lay off dessert and you could sit back in your chair"
She screamed "EXCUSE ME?!? YOU CAN'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT"
I smugly replied "I just did. I'm the sheriff 'round here, and the keyboard tray ani't leavin'"
She struggled to get up, waddled over to me, and got in my face. "YOU ARE JUST A HELPDESK SCRUB. I'M A VICE PRESIDENT. I'LL DRAG YOU OUTTA THIS OFFICE MYSELF"
At this point, my temperature reached boiling. I'm not about to let this heffer in a moo-moo boss me around. I'm fluf. I look her right in the eye and tell her "Try and drag me outta here."
She grabs me like an o-lineman blocking and starts trying to put me out the door. I wind up and slug her with a body shot, but my fist just bounces off. I try to knee her, but again, no damage is done and my knee gets stuck in one of her rolls. She manages to get me out her office and into the hallway.
As she proceeds to push me toward the front door, I concede that she is physically stronger than me, but I'm not gonna go out without a bang. I begin dodging her and trying to run past her. She keeps grabbing me and driving me back closer and closer to the door.
I'm almost outta there and I make one last dart to get past her. Well she grabbed me again, but this time her hand landed right on my family jewels. Right at that moment, JIM THE BOSS walks around the corner and yelled "THTAS HERASSMENT!!! YOUR FRIED!!!" at her.
And, well, she got fired. I kept my job.
Your Dynamically Named, Spam Filter Avoiding Comrade,
fluf
Posted by anon | October 24, 2008 10:33 AM
Posted on October 24, 2008 10:33
I can't believe my comment hasn't been deleted yet. Epic win. Cheers brotha.
- Fluffyjacket1984
Posted by fluffyjacket1984 | October 24, 2008 4:10 PM
Posted on October 24, 2008 16:10