Our old Works Toilet
had seen it's fair share of action. One member of staff had trapped a log the size of...well a log in the U-bend and it took two members of staff an hour to break it up and flush away...I can still hear the screams.

Anyhows, there was a small window in this small cubicle toilet, and as a result the toilet door was fitted with a bolt OUTSIDE the door, to prevent burgulars from getting in. A bit odd, as it meant that anyone could get locked in, but could not lock themselves in for privacy.

So it hit the summer, and we had a YTS boy who started work with us. Nice enough kid, and also one of my neighbours (lived a few doors down from me, and not related to last weeks compo). We had a bit of history with winding up YTS boys; ie sending them on stupid errands like buying the really big suppositries from chemists, or hiding their lunch etc the usual crap. This time though, we decided to lock him in the toilet, and slid the bolt closed very quietly, as to not disturb him while he releaved himself. We went back to the shop floor about 15 yards away, and then heard the screams. Not "Cmon lads, let me out", oh no. More like "Fucking arrrrrggghhhhhh!" and banging the door, really fucking hard. We found this hilarous, and managed to leave him out there for 45 minutes before the boss finally decided to leave him out. His face resembled a Ribenna baby, he was that purple with rage. But instead of going at us, he grabbed his stuff and walked out of the shop.

I thought that because he was my neighbour, I'd better call around his house to see how he was that night. Oh fuck. Only turns out that the little twat was highly claustrophobic, and we'd given him a mini-nervous breakdown. Cue 4 hours of apologising etc and giving everyone a bollocking in work the next day, while trying not to laugh.

We locked him in the window display the next day, left a sign on the shop window saying "Do not feed the Grizzly". Those were the days.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Mon 5 Sep 2005, 10:36, Reply)