» Sacked

Many moons ago...
I used to work at at a place that made liquid density & level sensors. The fateful project was for the fuel probes on an Arianne rocket. The cables on this thing were bloody long, so had to be ran down the warehouse, around the corner and into the metalwork shop.

Little did i know as i rolled out the cable, the sensor was following me - cut the cables 8 metres too short. Now this was all epoxy'd and cooked, so the cable could not be replaced...delayed the launch for 6 weeks whilst a new one was made.

Sacked for stopping a space rocket take off. Cool.
(Fri 24th Feb 2006, 7:30, More)

» Mobile phone disasters

double check
So, working in Bangkok many moons ago - across the road from one of the slapper joints (Cowboy) meant to many late nights. After one such night filled with chicks on stage in the buff and the shower show, this led to myself being late the following morning. Quick shower, ran to the skytrain, got on one that would make me on time for the morning meeting with some quite important clients. I remembered before rushing out the door of the apartment grabbing my phone and placing it in the (at the time fashionable) belt holsters..

I looked a right tit holding my TV remote to my ear on a packed train, tapping my foot impatiently for the ringtone to come....
(Fri 31st Jul 2009, 15:09, More)

» The Onosecond

boobs
I spend a lot of time working away from the wife. She sends me MMS pictures of my son and herself to me daily - you know, kiddy with new toy, her with new hairdo. Occasionally she'll send me a boobie pic - just to keep me on my toes etc....

So anyways, i'm chatting to my brother, and decide to send him a pic of the lad...his response, and my onosecond moment: "He must be a fat lad feeding off of those mate, nice norks!"
(Tue 31st May 2005, 12:51, More)