The Dirty Secrets of Your Trade
So, Television is a hot bed of lies, deceit and made up competitions. We can't say that we are that surprised... every job is full of this stuff. It's not like the newspapers currently kicking TV whilst it is down are all that innocent.
We'd like you to even things out a bit. Spill the beans on your own trade. Tell us the dirty secrets that the public need to know.
( , Thu 27 Sep 2007, 10:31)
So, Television is a hot bed of lies, deceit and made up competitions. We can't say that we are that surprised... every job is full of this stuff. It's not like the newspapers currently kicking TV whilst it is down are all that innocent.
We'd like you to even things out a bit. Spill the beans on your own trade. Tell us the dirty secrets that the public need to know.
( , Thu 27 Sep 2007, 10:31)
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i was working at my university library. i'd had a hefty dinner of pizza and diet coke. some gas built up just as a patron came to the desk in the multimedia room where i work. the room was completely empty. he asked for a pair of head phones. i said "alright, one second" as i proceeded to pray the hardest i've ever prayed not to fart from the sheer pressure of standing up. i didn't, thank god.
then, as i handed him the head phones, it came out. it was clearly audible in an otherwise deadly silent room.
i kept a perfectly straight face and proceeded to swipe his card magnificently. as soon as his back was turned to walk out of the room, my head was in my hands in shame.
in conclusion: before this occurrence, i always wished i could witness someone fart at the library. there are some huge reading rooms where the only sound is the rustling of papers. i think that would be the perfect time for someone to let one slip. honestly, in a perfectly quiet room...that would make my work day complete.
instead, it had to happen to me....sigh.
( , Fri 28 Sep 2007, 3:57, Reply)
i was working at my university library. i'd had a hefty dinner of pizza and diet coke. some gas built up just as a patron came to the desk in the multimedia room where i work. the room was completely empty. he asked for a pair of head phones. i said "alright, one second" as i proceeded to pray the hardest i've ever prayed not to fart from the sheer pressure of standing up. i didn't, thank god.
then, as i handed him the head phones, it came out. it was clearly audible in an otherwise deadly silent room.
i kept a perfectly straight face and proceeded to swipe his card magnificently. as soon as his back was turned to walk out of the room, my head was in my hands in shame.
in conclusion: before this occurrence, i always wished i could witness someone fart at the library. there are some huge reading rooms where the only sound is the rustling of papers. i think that would be the perfect time for someone to let one slip. honestly, in a perfectly quiet room...that would make my work day complete.
instead, it had to happen to me....sigh.
( , Fri 28 Sep 2007, 3:57, Reply)
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