Nudity! Mops! CCTV! Shame!
I used to be a counter-monkey at a small, walk-in KFC. This was a great job for a student, but it is also where I met Danny. My year of employment was distinguished by regular outrages; we were disciplined weekly, arrested twice and generally caused mayhem.

There are several things we did that deserve metntioned, including the freezing of colleague's clothing and the drinking and fucking (not each other) in the staff room.

One of the most severe bollockings we ever got though was for a minor offence. Danny and I were closing up, so we naturally prepared a bucket of chicken for home, cleaned it all up and then got to the mopping up stage.

Our mate Jo (of the big tits and easy virtue) was meant to open the next day so we thought we'd leave her a treat via the CCTV system. We stripped, put our aprons on, then commenced mopping, buttocks proudly on display. This lasted 10 mins, and as we finished we Full Monty'd the camera.

We laughed, chuckled, put the tape on repeat so she'd see it first thing, and went home. We had an angry call from Gemma (the dimwit temporary manager) the next morning. Jo hadn't gone in - Gemma had. She had seen the video. More importantly, the owner had seen the video. And so had untold numbers of people walking down the street. In our haste to be off and eating pifered chicken and skinning up, we had put the tape onto the front monitor too.

Naturally we got a bollocking (pun intended) the next day. It was most embarassing. Especially as the tape was played at all staff gatherings from then on.
( disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Fri 21 Sep 2007, 10:26, Reply)