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There's a pile of scrap timber, rubble and general turds in the road opposite my work with a hand-written sign reading "Free Shed". Tell us about random, completely hatstand stuff and people you've seen
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( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 11:38)
There's a pile of scrap timber, rubble and general turds in the road opposite my work with a hand-written sign reading "Free Shed". Tell us about random, completely hatstand stuff and people you've seen
Suggested by Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic
( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 11:38)
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Random insult
At one of the low points in my life, I worked at Terry's chocolate factory in York, on the night shift.
Working the M1 (production line to fill 'All Gold' boxes) was a nightmare, but after a few weeks we had a night packing after dinner mints. The same round, foil covered, hard choc mints went into Sainsbury's and Waitrose's 'own brand' packages - the packages were different, but not much.
Anyway, the ease of this job and the bonus of the odd mint choc soon paled for me. What could I do to rebel against the Man? Well, at the bottom of the see-through plastic packs was a rectangle of silvered cardboard. So I took one out and wrote "You are a cunt" clearly with my fingernail on the card and put it back before filling with chocs.
So, some poor random stranger would have been insulted by an empty pack of chocs. I'm not proud of this now (yeah, right), but it felt good at the time.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 12:37, 3 replies)
At one of the low points in my life, I worked at Terry's chocolate factory in York, on the night shift.
Working the M1 (production line to fill 'All Gold' boxes) was a nightmare, but after a few weeks we had a night packing after dinner mints. The same round, foil covered, hard choc mints went into Sainsbury's and Waitrose's 'own brand' packages - the packages were different, but not much.
Anyway, the ease of this job and the bonus of the odd mint choc soon paled for me. What could I do to rebel against the Man? Well, at the bottom of the see-through plastic packs was a rectangle of silvered cardboard. So I took one out and wrote "You are a cunt" clearly with my fingernail on the card and put it back before filling with chocs.
So, some poor random stranger would have been insulted by an empty pack of chocs. I'm not proud of this now (yeah, right), but it felt good at the time.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 12:37, 3 replies)
I heard a similar story about the British Leyland factory.
A chap said that he used to tie a biro to a bit of string and hang it inside the door of a the car he was building. He would also add a note saying 'that's been driving you mad for ages hasn't it'.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 21:13, closed)
A chap said that he used to tie a biro to a bit of string and hang it inside the door of a the car he was building. He would also add a note saying 'that's been driving you mad for ages hasn't it'.
( , Thu 21 Apr 2011, 21:13, closed)
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