Pointless Experiments
Pavlov's Frog writes: I once spent 20 minutes with my eyes closed to see what it was like being blind. I smashed my knee on the kitchen cupboard, and decided I'd be better off deaf as you can still watch television.
( , Thu 24 Jul 2008, 12:00)
Pavlov's Frog writes: I once spent 20 minutes with my eyes closed to see what it was like being blind. I smashed my knee on the kitchen cupboard, and decided I'd be better off deaf as you can still watch television.
( , Thu 24 Jul 2008, 12:00)
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good old yellow pages...
Back in the days when I was a lowly advertising salesman working for a bunch of ignorant monkey fucking knuckle dragging suited and booted cock sucking sheep loving conmen bastards, I decided to liven up the day in the office, and me and my American friend who also didn't give a shit decided to see how weird we could get without anyone commenting, he spent one day wearing one black shoe and one trainer, no one noticed.
On one lunch break i spent half an hour sat in my chair at my desk with a cardboard box on my head with a photocopy of my face on the front, no-one commented.
We used to ring someone in the other office on the internal line and hung up, apparently he got paranoid and left due to stress thinkisng someone was after him, whoopsie.
Then there was the yellow pages competition, the trick was to sit at your desk and run through your calls, your usual sales pitch etc, with a copy of the yellow pages balanced on your head.
The only time anyone ever said anything was when another colleague wanted the Leeds Yellow Pages which was balanced on my mates head at the time, this guy removed it, and then replaced it on my mates head with a sheffield yellow pages!
And if it sounds like the office, then yes it was with its own Brent and its own Gareth. I'd write a book about it one day but I'm not allowed sharp objects.
( , Tue 29 Jul 2008, 23:19, Reply)
Back in the days when I was a lowly advertising salesman working for a bunch of ignorant monkey fucking knuckle dragging suited and booted cock sucking sheep loving conmen bastards, I decided to liven up the day in the office, and me and my American friend who also didn't give a shit decided to see how weird we could get without anyone commenting, he spent one day wearing one black shoe and one trainer, no one noticed.
On one lunch break i spent half an hour sat in my chair at my desk with a cardboard box on my head with a photocopy of my face on the front, no-one commented.
We used to ring someone in the other office on the internal line and hung up, apparently he got paranoid and left due to stress thinkisng someone was after him, whoopsie.
Then there was the yellow pages competition, the trick was to sit at your desk and run through your calls, your usual sales pitch etc, with a copy of the yellow pages balanced on your head.
The only time anyone ever said anything was when another colleague wanted the Leeds Yellow Pages which was balanced on my mates head at the time, this guy removed it, and then replaced it on my mates head with a sheffield yellow pages!
And if it sounds like the office, then yes it was with its own Brent and its own Gareth. I'd write a book about it one day but I'm not allowed sharp objects.
( , Tue 29 Jul 2008, 23:19, Reply)
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