Failed Projects
You start off with the best of intentions, but through raging incompetence, ineptitude or the plain fact that you're working in IT, things go terribly wrong and there's hell to pay. Tell us about the epic failures that have brought big ideas to their knees. Or just blame someone else.
( , Thu 3 Dec 2009, 14:19)
You start off with the best of intentions, but through raging incompetence, ineptitude or the plain fact that you're working in IT, things go terribly wrong and there's hell to pay. Tell us about the epic failures that have brought big ideas to their knees. Or just blame someone else.
( , Thu 3 Dec 2009, 14:19)
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I did something similar
I was going to a job interview, borowed my mothers best black jacket, the reason I was borowing my mothers clothing is because I was jobless and penniless.
I hung the precious jacket on a kitchen chair while brushing hair, didnt want to get stray hairs all over lovely borrowed jacket.
What I didnt relise was under the chair was the washing up basin, which was filled with bleach and water for soaking manky dishcloths. Neither did I relise that also in the basin was the bottom 2 inches of the borowed jacket.
I panicked and coloured in the bleachy jacket with a felt-tip pen, went to the interview reeking of bleach. I didn't get the job and I had to tell my mother I distroyed her best jacket in the process. Fail Fail Fail.
( , Wed 9 Dec 2009, 14:26, 1 reply)
I was going to a job interview, borowed my mothers best black jacket, the reason I was borowing my mothers clothing is because I was jobless and penniless.
I hung the precious jacket on a kitchen chair while brushing hair, didnt want to get stray hairs all over lovely borrowed jacket.
What I didnt relise was under the chair was the washing up basin, which was filled with bleach and water for soaking manky dishcloths. Neither did I relise that also in the basin was the bottom 2 inches of the borowed jacket.
I panicked and coloured in the bleachy jacket with a felt-tip pen, went to the interview reeking of bleach. I didn't get the job and I had to tell my mother I distroyed her best jacket in the process. Fail Fail Fail.
( , Wed 9 Dec 2009, 14:26, 1 reply)
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