Stupid Colleagues
Godwin's Lawyer tells us: "I once worked with a lad who believed 'Frankenstein' was based on a true story, and that the book was written by Shirley Bassey." Tell us about your workplace dopes.
( , Thu 3 Mar 2011, 15:34)
Godwin's Lawyer tells us: "I once worked with a lad who believed 'Frankenstein' was based on a true story, and that the book was written by Shirley Bassey." Tell us about your workplace dopes.
( , Thu 3 Mar 2011, 15:34)
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The Kids, part 1
I know from personal experience that a lot of people can be relied upon to be equipped with a degree of common sense by the time they reach the age of 21. I recently started playing with a band whose average age is about 21, maybe 22 and who have managed to display levels of incompetence that make me wonder how they survived on this planet for so long. I know I shouldn't, but I have started referring to them as "The Kids," because it does feel like I'm playing with a bunch of kids sometimes. (And yes, I realise that sounds a bit wrong.)
For example: one of them turned up to a gig and, in between setting up and soundchecking, brought his jacket over to me.
"Just wondered if you knew how to fix the zip," he said.
The problem was quite obvious - he'd pulled the slider up from the bottom of its travel, but the teeth hadn't joined together behind it. An annoying problem, happens to us all occasionally, but not difficult to fix. So I pulled the zip straight and dragged the slider back down to its base. Problem solved.
"Oh, thanks for that. I thought I was going to have to cut it off or something, but then I thought, 'I'll give it to Crow, he's practical.'"
I facepalmed internally.
( , Thu 3 Mar 2011, 15:58, 1 reply)
I know from personal experience that a lot of people can be relied upon to be equipped with a degree of common sense by the time they reach the age of 21. I recently started playing with a band whose average age is about 21, maybe 22 and who have managed to display levels of incompetence that make me wonder how they survived on this planet for so long. I know I shouldn't, but I have started referring to them as "The Kids," because it does feel like I'm playing with a bunch of kids sometimes. (And yes, I realise that sounds a bit wrong.)
For example: one of them turned up to a gig and, in between setting up and soundchecking, brought his jacket over to me.
"Just wondered if you knew how to fix the zip," he said.
The problem was quite obvious - he'd pulled the slider up from the bottom of its travel, but the teeth hadn't joined together behind it. An annoying problem, happens to us all occasionally, but not difficult to fix. So I pulled the zip straight and dragged the slider back down to its base. Problem solved.
"Oh, thanks for that. I thought I was going to have to cut it off or something, but then I thought, 'I'll give it to Crow, he's practical.'"
I facepalmed internally.
( , Thu 3 Mar 2011, 15:58, 1 reply)
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