Workplace Boredom
There's got to be more to your working day than loafing around the internet, says tfi049113. How do you fill those long, empty desperate hours?
( , Thu 8 Jan 2009, 12:18)
There's got to be more to your working day than loafing around the internet, says tfi049113. How do you fill those long, empty desperate hours?
( , Thu 8 Jan 2009, 12:18)
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Paint Re-Mixer
Waaaay back I used to work for B&Q. The store I worked at underwent a huge refurbishment project which meant loads of night work, which paid a lot more than day work so being cash-strapped, I worked as much as possible. It was a lot more fun without having to worry about customers too.
After a couple of months, the project was almost over. To celebrate our achievement, my duty manager bought loads of drinks and snacks to share. I was 16 at the time and it's fair to say I wasn't all that good at handling alcohol.
Daylight broke as we finished the final shift, the booze was breached and I rapidly got shit-faced (as did a few of my co-workers). By the time 7:30am rolled around, we were all singing in the aisles and me and a mate were racing the pallet trucks and generally having a grand time.
In a moment of drunken inspiration as I whizzed through the hand tools aisle, I picked up a basket and filled it up with spanners, screwdrivers, hammers etc. Right to the brim. I took it over to the paint aisle and began loading up my favourite machine.
Just as my colleagues were reaching the crescendo of 'Bohemian Rhapsody' I hit the go button on the paint mixer.
It was like being inside a machine gun. I nearly went deaf. I doubt it could have been any louder if Brian Blessed had tried to shout down Concorde's engines. I didn't enjoy washing and restacking all the dented tools afterwards either.
( , Fri 9 Jan 2009, 4:33, 4 replies)
Waaaay back I used to work for B&Q. The store I worked at underwent a huge refurbishment project which meant loads of night work, which paid a lot more than day work so being cash-strapped, I worked as much as possible. It was a lot more fun without having to worry about customers too.
After a couple of months, the project was almost over. To celebrate our achievement, my duty manager bought loads of drinks and snacks to share. I was 16 at the time and it's fair to say I wasn't all that good at handling alcohol.
Daylight broke as we finished the final shift, the booze was breached and I rapidly got shit-faced (as did a few of my co-workers). By the time 7:30am rolled around, we were all singing in the aisles and me and a mate were racing the pallet trucks and generally having a grand time.
In a moment of drunken inspiration as I whizzed through the hand tools aisle, I picked up a basket and filled it up with spanners, screwdrivers, hammers etc. Right to the brim. I took it over to the paint aisle and began loading up my favourite machine.
Just as my colleagues were reaching the crescendo of 'Bohemian Rhapsody' I hit the go button on the paint mixer.
It was like being inside a machine gun. I nearly went deaf. I doubt it could have been any louder if Brian Blessed had tried to shout down Concorde's engines. I didn't enjoy washing and restacking all the dented tools afterwards either.
( , Fri 9 Jan 2009, 4:33, 4 replies)
Click!
Used to work in a DIY shop myself, the smell of chipboard and paint still has a stange effect on me to this day. Whenever I smell it I get a sudden urge to go and find a dark corner and read The Sun. Very weird...
( , Fri 9 Jan 2009, 10:25, closed)
Used to work in a DIY shop myself, the smell of chipboard and paint still has a stange effect on me to this day. Whenever I smell it I get a sudden urge to go and find a dark corner and read The Sun. Very weird...
( , Fri 9 Jan 2009, 10:25, closed)
Beautiful
I've often wondered about those paint mixing thingies...
( , Fri 9 Jan 2009, 14:38, closed)
I've often wondered about those paint mixing thingies...
( , Fri 9 Jan 2009, 14:38, closed)
clicked!
oh, the mental images...
"for me, for meee, for meeeeeee.. BADARADARADARADABADARADABADA!!!"
( , Sun 11 Jan 2009, 4:39, closed)
oh, the mental images...
"for me, for meee, for meeeeeee.. BADARADARADARADABADARADABADA!!!"
( , Sun 11 Jan 2009, 4:39, closed)
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