The Fatty Trap
There was one girl who used to work here who was a right bitch; I don't know if it was coincidence or not but she was the manager of HR too (I think it's a requirement for the post, plus it didn't help that she looked like if Nanny from Count Duckula became a power-office-dresser). I have posted before about her slightly bull approach to situations, and in this particular recollection she had just finished giving someone else a bollocking for something ridiculous (I think it was something to do with using the printer a bit) and she marched off heavy-footed across the floor towards her desk.

She made it about 10 steps. Her last step was on top of a plastic air vent which was on the floor, which literally went "ARRGGGH WHAT THE FUCK?" when she stood on it and snapped into a billion pieces. Her foot and leg went straight down, as it turned out that our office floor is raised about 3 foot above the actual floor and used to conceal all the networking wires for the office. She slid straight through upto the hilt with her other leg sticking out perpendicular, with her body stuck upright with a look of confusion and pain on her face.

It took about 10 seconds before anyone would do over and help her out, and a further 20 seconds for them to help her out. Unfortunately I would've gone over to help, but I was too busy pissing myself laughing at the twunt.

Rather comically our Office Utilities guys couldn't fix it immediately as they didn't have a replacement one spare, so they had to put these yellow signs up and around the hole. I was incredibly tempted to put a sign on there saying "DANGER, FATTY TRAP!" but one of the managers with a sense of humour spotted it before I was able to place it and politely warned me off the idea lol.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Fri 23 Jul 2010, 14:43, Reply)