Bastard ColleaguesYou've all known one. The brown-nosing fucker, the 'comedian', the drunk, the gossip and of course the weird one with no mates who goes bell ringing, looks like Mr Majika and sports a monk's haircut (and is a woman).
Tell us about yours...
Thanks to Deskbound for the idea
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chthonic, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 9:09)
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Dial "M" for . . .Many years ago my friend's dad owned and ran his own business. Still does, in fact.
They decided to take on a temp to organise their office. It was in the days before computers became ubiquitous and filing was done in big cabinets. They hired a very pleasant girl who was easy to get on with, if somewhat light of braincell. She was charged with the exciting job of taking the outstanding invoices and receipts and filing them alphabetically using the client's name. Easy, no?
Well, no, apparently. After she left no-one could find anything. All of the drawers seemed to be empty. Apart from one. The drawer marked "M".
Can you guess what had happened? Yes, that's right. She had filed all of the invoices under "M". For "Mr."
(, Tue 29 Jan 2008, 17:24, 2 replies)
A junior we hiredcouldn't file alphabetically without singing the alphabet song - over and over again. We threatened to gag her if she didn't shut the f*** up!
Same girl couldn't tell the difference between a hundred thousand and a million. So the company, in its infinite wisdom, moved her to the investment department!
(, Tue 29 Jan 2008, 17:43, closed)
Pharmacists do this too.Every single one I've ever known (quite a few) puts completed and checked prescriptions on any shelf they like, despite the shelves being clearly labelled with a MASSIVE letter.
One in particular always used the 'G' shelf, whatever the patient's surname was.
(, Tue 29 Jan 2008, 17:56, closed)
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