Food sabotage
Some arse at work commands that you make them tea. How do you get revenge? You gob in it, of course...
How have you creatively sabotaged other people's food to get you own back? Just how petty were your reasons for doing it? Did they swallow?
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 15:31)
Some arse at work commands that you make them tea. How do you get revenge? You gob in it, of course...
How have you creatively sabotaged other people's food to get you own back? Just how petty were your reasons for doing it? Did they swallow?
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 15:31)
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Cold Store Warehouse fun
I spent a summer holiday working for Brakes Brothers - the frozen food specialists for caterers. Working at minus 30 degrees C can do serious damage to your mind. Especially if you are crap at your job and have to spend your statutory hourly breaks finishing all kinds of menial tasks (like chipping away the ice off the refridgeration unit).
Anyway there was another guy there, who was as bored as me, and we managed to get up to some comestible related shenanigans.
I put an impression of my safety boot in the top of several expensive catering tarts.
We filled the cavity of whole salmons with plastic tea stirrers, after playing cricket with them.
We made hot chocolate lollies and secreted them in bags of frozen chips. If I had thought about making a piss lolly I would definitely have done it but my mind was numbed by cold.
I am vegetarian, so I liberated a huge bag of frozen prawns, and replaced them with broken up Brocolli florets.
It might sound juvenile, but at the time we were pretty high. I would have loved it if Gordon Ramsay had opened one of those tarts, but Brakes Brothers are suppliers to the kind of pubs where the desert menu has pictures of the puddings.
We left before we were sacked, and whenever I see one of their delivery lorries, I still can't help but smile.
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 16:37, Reply)
I spent a summer holiday working for Brakes Brothers - the frozen food specialists for caterers. Working at minus 30 degrees C can do serious damage to your mind. Especially if you are crap at your job and have to spend your statutory hourly breaks finishing all kinds of menial tasks (like chipping away the ice off the refridgeration unit).
Anyway there was another guy there, who was as bored as me, and we managed to get up to some comestible related shenanigans.
I put an impression of my safety boot in the top of several expensive catering tarts.
We filled the cavity of whole salmons with plastic tea stirrers, after playing cricket with them.
We made hot chocolate lollies and secreted them in bags of frozen chips. If I had thought about making a piss lolly I would definitely have done it but my mind was numbed by cold.
I am vegetarian, so I liberated a huge bag of frozen prawns, and replaced them with broken up Brocolli florets.
It might sound juvenile, but at the time we were pretty high. I would have loved it if Gordon Ramsay had opened one of those tarts, but Brakes Brothers are suppliers to the kind of pubs where the desert menu has pictures of the puddings.
We left before we were sacked, and whenever I see one of their delivery lorries, I still can't help but smile.
( , Thu 18 Sep 2008, 16:37, Reply)
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