Races! Police! Puke! Office!
Recently my company had a corporate day out at the horse races. The full story can be found in a past post, but in it's essentials I got mullered, then nicked.

I was quite rude to the policemen, christening them PC Cheesyfeet and PC Munchkin, and consequently was kept in the cells for a whole day. This was tedious.

Upon my release I was told off by the police for being foolish, and told, sternly, not to be a dickhead.

I made my way to the office. Now, I have been with the same company for a long long time and have a good relationship with the MD. I stumbled into his office, foul after a day in the cells, and began to mumble apologies.

He cut me off; "DP", he said, "You are an adult. If you want to go out, get wrecked and get nicked that is entirely your perogative. No apology is necessary, don't worry about, get back to work!"

Then as an aside... "Although, as a manager, do you really think it's the best example to set - it wasn't at work, and you're good enough to not let it affect your figures, but others don't have your advantages. You can do what you like and perform well, but others may try and imitate you, fail, and be sacked."

I left his office in a thoughtful state of mind, thinking "Yes, you have a point", popped to the gents, barfed and went home for some well deserved shuteye.
( disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Fri 21 Sep 2007, 11:50, Reply)