How I Skive Off Work
Admit it. No one does any work these days. It's all looking at crappy websites with your thumb hanging over alt tab incase the boss walks over. Tell us your best methods of skiving, and any resultant incidents. (Maybe your slacking off has got someone sacked, or resulted in a large scale industrial accident.)
( , Wed 27 Apr 2005, 15:53)
Admit it. No one does any work these days. It's all looking at crappy websites with your thumb hanging over alt tab incase the boss walks over. Tell us your best methods of skiving, and any resultant incidents. (Maybe your slacking off has got someone sacked, or resulted in a large scale industrial accident.)
( , Wed 27 Apr 2005, 15:53)
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I skived on my first ever job
Waaaaay back when I was 16, I got a temp job in the summer between school and college. This job, paying the glorious wage of £2.50 an hour, involved being sent to the St. Ivel factory in Chichester at 8:00 in the morning with a gaggle of other unfortunate schmucks, there to pack yoghurts and perform other equally mind-fuckingly dull tasks.
It didn't take me and my mate very long to notice that the St. Ivel people always hired more agency staff than they had need for; hence about 4 or 5 people at a time would be issued with a brush or mop and told to "clean up around the place".
Pretty soon, we realised that due to this surplus, we could just clock in when we arrived and then walk straight out the gate again - returning at 3:55 to join the line of people clocking out.
We pulled this scam for the whole summer, and the dozy bastards never cottoned on. Such was my introduction to the world of employment....
( , Wed 27 Apr 2005, 20:19, Reply)
Waaaaay back when I was 16, I got a temp job in the summer between school and college. This job, paying the glorious wage of £2.50 an hour, involved being sent to the St. Ivel factory in Chichester at 8:00 in the morning with a gaggle of other unfortunate schmucks, there to pack yoghurts and perform other equally mind-fuckingly dull tasks.
It didn't take me and my mate very long to notice that the St. Ivel people always hired more agency staff than they had need for; hence about 4 or 5 people at a time would be issued with a brush or mop and told to "clean up around the place".
Pretty soon, we realised that due to this surplus, we could just clock in when we arrived and then walk straight out the gate again - returning at 3:55 to join the line of people clocking out.
We pulled this scam for the whole summer, and the dozy bastards never cottoned on. Such was my introduction to the world of employment....
( , Wed 27 Apr 2005, 20:19, Reply)
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