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And people in my office wonder why they're fat (1 Viewer)

By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
 
You ever seen this move from a fat person at work? I've seen it a 2 different jobs....Catering arrives about 15 minutes before the meeting. Nobody is there yet, or maybe just a couple people setting up. Fat dude grabs a sandwich or whatever and shoves it down his gullet post-haste. He might do a 4in sandwich in 2 bites.Then during the meeting he lines up with everybody and acts like it's his first visit to the trough.

 
By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
You call the police on co-workers often? You think it's a good idea to call the police on the head of HR? You sir, are an idiot.
 
Oh yeah, the real reason I'm here.

Today, Twin Cities brought in a huge tray of mini-cheesecakes with cherry topping on them. As I walked by the desk with the tray on it (and the couple of women standing there wolfing them down), I noticed that she (I assume) put a TIP JAR on the desk next to the cheesecakes.

Now, I've worked in offices where people took coffee collections and such, but no one is asking her fat ### to bring these things in. Now she wants to collect for it?

I just farted in her tip jar, sealed it up quickly, and put it in her office. I pray to God, Allah, whomever, that that fart sears her nasal passages when she gets home and empties that thing.

 
Oh yeah, the real reason I'm here.Today, Twin Cities brought in a huge tray of mini-cheesecakes with cherry topping on them. As I walked by the desk with the tray on it (and the couple of women standing there wolfing them down), I noticed that she (I assume) put a TIP JAR on the desk next to the cheesecakes.Now, I've worked in offices where people took coffee collections and such, but no one is asking her fat ### to bring these things in. Now she wants to collect for it?I just farted in her tip jar, sealed it up quickly, and put it in her office. I pray to God, Allah, whomever, that that fart sears her nasal passages when she gets home and empties that thing.
Lol
 
It was tough to execute without anyone seeing me, but I've been unleashing some God-awful rotten-egg farts all afternoon. I grabbed the tip jar and stepped around the corner into an empty cube, positioned the jar carefully, let fly, then capped it with the speed and grace of a puma. I think there's a solid chance she smells that thing when she opens that jar at home, or preferably in her car on the way home.

 
By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
You call the police on co-workers often? You think it's a good idea to call the police on the head of HR? You sir, are an idiot.
Calling the cops was your idea, not mine. I suggest that you simply talk to the HR lady and share that her parking in the handicap spot is upsetting to you, and may send a bad message to the rest of the organization. My criticism is that you are complaining and choosing to take no reasonable action to change the thing that bothers you. Just like those you are complaining about. You, sir, are the idiot for thinking that calling the cops is your only possible solution to this simple problem. Crucial Conversations (Kerry Patterson) might be a good read for you, if you have difficulty with this sort of thing.
 
Oh yeah, the real reason I'm here.Today, Twin Cities brought in a huge tray of mini-cheesecakes with cherry topping on them. As I walked by the desk with the tray on it (and the couple of women standing there wolfing them down), I noticed that she (I assume) put a TIP JAR on the desk next to the cheesecakes.Now, I've worked in offices where people took coffee collections and such, but no one is asking her fat ### to bring these things in. Now she wants to collect for it?I just farted in her tip jar, sealed it up quickly, and put it in her office. I pray to God, Allah, whomever, that that fart sears her nasal passages when she gets home and empties that thing.
Lol
:lmao: I don't even care if it's true or not.
 
By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
You call the police on co-workers often? You think it's a good idea to call the police on the head of HR? You sir, are an idiot.
I would. You don't have to give your name. My grandfather had a leg blown off in WWII, this kind of crap irritates me to no end. I would have called the cops immediately.
 
Thought about it but frankly the risk of it getting out that I was the rat outweighs the benefit of calling. Inca, I'm not sure exactly where I said that was the only option, but given that I think I have a slightly better grasp of the situation and the people involved, I'm going to trust my own judgment on this, but thanks for the input. Let me guess, you're fat, right?

 
I work at a food company and specifically at a corporate office attached to the plant. They routinely have food cuttings to see if product A matches product B and all that. Some of these sweat hogs call our R and D department and get the testing schedule a week ahead of time and they plan that for their lunch. Which is fine, I guess....until they ask for seconds. Its embarrassing.

 
Thought about it but frankly the risk of it getting out that I was the rat outweighs the benefit of calling. Inca, I'm not sure exactly where I said that was the only option, but given that I think I have a slightly better grasp of the situation and the people involved, I'm going to trust my own judgment on this, but thanks for the input. Let me guess, you're fat, right?
Your call. Just holding up the mirror so you can see yourself.6'1", 170, athletic. You might want to think a bit about always trusting that judgment of yours. Seems like it's a bit off at times. I'm done here.
 
Judgment <> guessing what someone's motive for jumping on you in a message board thread might be.

If you can't see the difference between complaining about being overweight while shoveling garbage into one's mouth and not wanting to start World War 3 by calling the police on someone you have to work with every day, then I don't really know what to say. The situations are hardly congruous. But fear not, I have already devised a solution to ensure it doesn't happen again. I'm an idea man.

 
Judgment <> guessing what someone's motive for jumping on you in a message board thread might be.If you can't see the difference between complaining about being overweight while shoveling garbage into one's mouth and not wanting to start World War 3 by calling the police on someone you have to work with every day, then I don't really know what to say. The situations are hardly congruous. But fear not, I have already devised a solution to ensure it doesn't happen again. I'm an idea man.
You seem to enjoy thinking outside of the box. Why don't you crap right where she will get in, or out, of her car in the handicap spot.
 
By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
You call the police on co-workers often? You think it's a good idea to call the police on the head of HR? You sir, are an idiot.
I would. You don't have to give your name. My grandfather had a leg blown off in WWII, this kind of crap irritates me to no end. I would have called the cops immediately.
:confused:Did the cat who blew off your grandfather's leg also park in a handicapped spot?(Also, did the Nazi handicapped symbol incorporate a swastika into it?)
 
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By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
You call the police on co-workers often? You think it's a good idea to call the police on the head of HR? You sir, are an idiot.
I would. You don't have to give your name. My grandfather had a leg blown off in WWII, this kind of crap irritates me to no end. I would have called the cops immediately.
:confused:Did the cat who blew off your grandfather's leg also park in a handicapped spot?(Also, did the Nazi handicapped symbol incorporate a swastika into it?)
I was with him a few times when handicapped spots were taken by cars parked there illegally and he had to walk really far on his crutches.
 
Judgment <> guessing what someone's motive for jumping on you in a message board thread might be.If you can't see the difference between complaining about being overweight while shoveling garbage into one's mouth and not wanting to start World War 3 by calling the police on someone you have to work with every day, then I don't really know what to say. The situations are hardly congruous. But fear not, I have already devised a solution to ensure it doesn't happen again. I'm an idea man.
Not that I really care about the slap fight between you and inca but I don't see how you would possibly get caught unless there are only two people in your company (you and her) or you cannot be trusted to keep your mouth shut in your own self interest.Call policeReport crimeDon't tell anyoneIt doesn't seem that difficult to me.
 
Judgment <> guessing what someone's motive for jumping on you in a message board thread might be.If you can't see the difference between complaining about being overweight while shoveling garbage into one's mouth and not wanting to start World War 3 by calling the police on someone you have to work with every day, then I don't really know what to say. The situations are hardly congruous. But fear not, I have already devised a solution to ensure it doesn't happen again. I'm an idea man.
Not that I really care about the slap fight between you and inca but I don't see how you would possibly get caught unless there are only two people in your company (you and her) or you cannot be trusted to keep your mouth shut in your own self interest.Call policeReport crimeDon't tell anyoneIt doesn't seem that difficult to me.
what if shes the police? betcha didnt think of that.
 
Judgment <> guessing what someone's motive for jumping on you in a message board thread might be.If you can't see the difference between complaining about being overweight while shoveling garbage into one's mouth and not wanting to start World War 3 by calling the police on someone you have to work with every day, then I don't really know what to say. The situations are hardly congruous. But fear not, I have already devised a solution to ensure it doesn't happen again. I'm an idea man.
Not that I really care about the slap fight between you and inca but I don't see how you would possibly get caught unless there are only two people in your company (you and her) or you cannot be trusted to keep your mouth shut in your own self interest.Call policeReport crimeDon't tell anyoneIt doesn't seem that difficult to me.
what if shes the police? betcha didnt think of that.
Her husband is. I didn't really think I needed to get into every detail on this, but it's a possibility she could learn or deduce it was me and I'm not taking that risk. Like I said, I already found an alternative solution, so let's get back to the point of this thread, her disgusting eating habits. :lol:
 
we've got a "pig out" day scheduled this week. organized by a behemoth that was pushing 5 bills when i first started with the company. she had surgery to shrink the size of her stomach.. that lasted about a year before she decided that the small stomach was inhibiting her ability to eat, too much.

she went back to the doctor to have the cinch removed so she could return to her normally scheduled programming.

she is one of those women with a beanbag stuffed in her pants (great line, btw). every day she arrives with a plastic shopping bag full of various foods. bananas, apples, crackers, etc. every day. every day the food sits on her desk all day.. and goes in the trash at the days end. in the meantime she powers down fast food for lunch. every. day.

but not just, say, a single burger, small fry and a small soda. no. no way. if it's not a gallon of Chinese.. it's a double bacon cheeseburger, fries AND curds, soup of the day and a 44oz soda.

(side note: we were called in to a company wide conference call on wednesday.. minutes before the call i could hear her (she sits next to me) preparing a bowl of cereal. which she inhaled, sloppily. then, to the meeting, she brought in what had to be the biggest ####ing mixing bowl i have ever seen in my life.. filled with pudding(i think?) and proceeded to noisily wolf that down in the presence of 8 other people crammed in to a tiny conf room. within minutes of polishing that off she fell asleep. dead away.)

anyways, she had the brilliant idea to organize a St Pats lunch on thursday. she sent out an email with an excel sign-up sheet for people to add items they might bring. but INSISTED that all items be green. not Irish-centric, not desserts with green frosting, etc. "ALL ITEMS MUST BE GREEN OR DO NOT BRING THEM" read the email.

someone signed up with "chips". fatso immediately walked to this poor girls desk and asked if the chips would be green. when told "no", fuses were blown. i've never heard someone get dressed down for not following an arbitrary rule as ridiculous as "ALL FOOD GREEN".

i opened the spreadsheet before leaving work to see if anyone signed up for corned beef and cabbage. nope. but tubby signed up for green hamburgers. GREEN. HAMBURGERS.

uggh

talked to my supervisor the next day to see if maybe the boss' were bringing in the corned beef and cabbage and was told "no. it's not green. and it stinks."

this is going to be ####ing awesome

 
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anyways, she had the brilliant idea to organize a St Pats lunch on thursday. she sent out an email with an excel sign-up sheet for people to add items they might bring. but INSISTED that all items be green. not Irish-centric, not desserts with green frosting, etc. "ALL ITEMS MUST BE GREEN OR DO NOT BRING THEM" read the email.someone signed up with "chips". fatso immediately walked to this poor girls desk and asked if the chips would be green. when told "no", fuses were blown. i've never heard someone get dressed down for not following an arbitrary rule as ridiculous as "ALL FOOD GREEN".i opened the spreadsheet before leaving work to see if anyone signed up for corned beef and cabbage. nope. but tubby signed up for green hamburgers. GREEN. HAMBURGERS. ugghtalked to my supervisor the next day to see if maybe the boss' were bringing in the corned beef and cabbage and was told "no. it's not green. and it stinks."this is going to be ####ing awesome
Bring her some lettuce.
 
The entire office, minus those of us who manage to stay within 10-15 pounds of our ideal weight, are in the middle of a "Biggest Loser" contest that started 1/1 and runs through March. In the middle of this, we get probably 4-5 dozen Dunkin Donuts brought in every single day by vendors, 8-10 pizzas once or twice a week for lunch, assorted wine and cheese baskets, etc.

Today, the HR rep (who has an a## the size of Minneapolis/St. Paul but isn't in the contest) brings in a giant, deep cookie sheet/baking pan full of something. Turns out, the bottom layer is about 1/2" of chocolate chip cookie dough. on top of that is an entire layer of Oreo cookies. On top of THAT is an entire box of brownie batter - then the whole thing is baked. It's like a dessert turducken.

Half the women in the office are currently standing around shoveling this crap into their mouths while "ooohing and aaaahing." Most of them are in the weight loss contest. The majority of those walk around OPENLY WONDERING WHY/COMPLAINING THAT THEY CAN'T LOSE WEIGHT.

People make me sick. That is all.
Yep. And hey...instead of learning/exhibiting ANY willpower or self-control, there's a pill or surgery for that, right?! :rolleyes: Seriously, there should be a fat-### tax in our country on everything...since there's a "fried foods and cookie dough tax" of literally billions of dollars/year on all the rest of us who don't gorge ourselves on fat and sugar 24/7/365. Makes me SO angry...but I suppose the one "reward" the rest of us who aren't six years old when it comes to food/beverages is that fat ###es have to see themselves naked. Unless the diabetes has gotten so bad that they've lost their eyesight, anyway.

 
we've got a "pig out" day scheduled this week. organized by a behemoth that was pushing 5 bills when i first started with the company. she had surgery to shrink the size of her stomach.. that lasted about a year before she decided that the small stomach was inhibiting her ability to eat, too much.she went back to the doctor to have the cinch removed so she could return to her normally scheduled programming.she is one of those women with a beanbag stuffed in her pants (great line, btw). every day she arrives with a plastic shopping bag full of various foods. bananas, apples, crackers, etc. every day. every day the food sits on her desk all day.. and goes in the trash at the days end. in the meantime she powers down fast food for lunch. every. day. but not just, say, a single burger, small fry and a small soda. no. no way. if it's not a gallon of Chinese.. it's a double bacon cheeseburger, fries AND curds, soup of the day and a 44oz soda. (side note: we were called in to a company wide conference call on wednesday.. minutes before the call i could hear her (she sits next to me) preparing a bowl of cereal. which she inhaled, sloppily. then, to the meeting, she brought in what had to be the biggest ####ing mixing bowl i have ever seen in my life.. filled with pudding(i think?) and proceeded to noisily wolf that down in the presence of 8 other people crammed in to a tiny conf room. within minutes of polishing that off she fell asleep. dead away.)anyways, she had the brilliant idea to organize a St Pats lunch on thursday. she sent out an email with an excel sign-up sheet for people to add items they might bring. but INSISTED that all items be green. not Irish-centric, not desserts with green frosting, etc. "ALL ITEMS MUST BE GREEN OR DO NOT BRING THEM" read the email.someone signed up with "chips". fatso immediately walked to this poor girls desk and asked if the chips would be green. when told "no", fuses were blown. i've never heard someone get dressed down for not following an arbitrary rule as ridiculous as "ALL FOOD GREEN".i opened the spreadsheet before leaving work to see if anyone signed up for corned beef and cabbage. nope. but tubby signed up for green hamburgers. GREEN. HAMBURGERS. ugghtalked to my supervisor the next day to see if maybe the boss' were bringing in the corned beef and cabbage and was told "no. it's not green. and it stinks."this is going to be ####ing awesome
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
 
The entire office, minus those of us who manage to stay within 10-15 pounds of our ideal weight, are in the middle of a "Biggest Loser" contest that started 1/1 and runs through March. In the middle of this, we get probably 4-5 dozen Dunkin Donuts brought in every single day by vendors, 8-10 pizzas once or twice a week for lunch, assorted wine and cheese baskets, etc.

Today, the HR rep (who has an a## the size of Minneapolis/St. Paul but isn't in the contest) brings in a giant, deep cookie sheet/baking pan full of something. Turns out, the bottom layer is about 1/2" of chocolate chip cookie dough. on top of that is an entire layer of Oreo cookies. On top of THAT is an entire box of brownie batter - then the whole thing is baked. It's like a dessert turducken.

Half the women in the office are currently standing around shoveling this crap into their mouths while "ooohing and aaaahing." Most of them are in the weight loss contest. The majority of those walk around OPENLY WONDERING WHY/COMPLAINING THAT THEY CAN'T LOSE WEIGHT.

People make me sick. That is all.
Yep. And hey...instead of learning/exhibiting ANY willpower or self-control, there's a pill or surgery for that, right?! :rolleyes: Seriously, there should be a fat-### tax in our country on everything...since there's a "fried foods and cookie dough tax" of literally billions of dollars/year on all the rest of us who don't gorge ourselves on fat and sugar 24/7/365. Makes me SO angry...but I suppose the one "reward" the rest of us who aren't six years old when it comes to food/beverages is that fat ###es have to see themselves naked. Unless the diabetes has gotten so bad that they've lost their eyesight, anyway.
Do you ever seen any overweight ghosts?
 
we've got a "pig out" day scheduled this week. organized by a behemoth that was pushing 5 bills when i first started with the company. she had surgery to shrink the size of her stomach.. that lasted about a year before she decided that the small stomach was inhibiting her ability to eat, too much.she went back to the doctor to have the cinch removed so she could return to her normally scheduled programming.she is one of those women with a beanbag stuffed in her pants (great line, btw). every day she arrives with a plastic shopping bag full of various foods. bananas, apples, crackers, etc. every day. every day the food sits on her desk all day.. and goes in the trash at the days end. in the meantime she powers down fast food for lunch. every. day. but not just, say, a single burger, small fry and a small soda. no. no way. if it's not a gallon of Chinese.. it's a double bacon cheeseburger, fries AND curds, soup of the day and a 44oz soda. (side note: we were called in to a company wide conference call on wednesday.. minutes before the call i could hear her (she sits next to me) preparing a bowl of cereal. which she inhaled, sloppily. then, to the meeting, she brought in what had to be the biggest ####ing mixing bowl i have ever seen in my life.. filled with pudding(i think?) and proceeded to noisily wolf that down in the presence of 8 other people crammed in to a tiny conf room. within minutes of polishing that off she fell asleep. dead away.)anyways, she had the brilliant idea to organize a St Pats lunch on thursday. she sent out an email with an excel sign-up sheet for people to add items they might bring. but INSISTED that all items be green. not Irish-centric, not desserts with green frosting, etc. "ALL ITEMS MUST BE GREEN OR DO NOT BRING THEM" read the email.someone signed up with "chips". fatso immediately walked to this poor girls desk and asked if the chips would be green. when told "no", fuses were blown. i've never heard someone get dressed down for not following an arbitrary rule as ridiculous as "ALL FOOD GREEN".i opened the spreadsheet before leaving work to see if anyone signed up for corned beef and cabbage. nope. but tubby signed up for green hamburgers. GREEN. HAMBURGERS. ugghtalked to my supervisor the next day to see if maybe the boss' were bringing in the corned beef and cabbage and was told "no. it's not green. and it stinks."this is going to be ####ing awesome
Sign up for a loaf of bread. When she confronts you and asks if it's green, tell her it's not technically green, but the mold covering it is.
 
anyways, she had the brilliant idea to organize a St Pats lunch on thursday. she sent out an email with an excel sign-up sheet for people to add items they might bring. but INSISTED that all items be green. not Irish-centric, not desserts with green frosting, etc. "ALL ITEMS MUST BE GREEN OR DO NOT BRING THEM" read the email.someone signed up with "chips". fatso immediately walked to this poor girls desk and asked if the chips would be green. when told "no", fuses were blown. i've never heard someone get dressed down for not following an arbitrary rule as ridiculous as "ALL FOOD GREEN".i opened the spreadsheet before leaving work to see if anyone signed up for corned beef and cabbage. nope. but tubby signed up for green hamburgers. GREEN. HAMBURGERS. ugghtalked to my supervisor the next day to see if maybe the boss' were bringing in the corned beef and cabbage and was told "no. it's not green. and it stinks."this is going to be ####ing awesome
Bring her some lettuce.
doing this :thumbup:
 
The entire office, minus those of us who manage to stay within 10-15 pounds of our ideal weight, are in the middle of a "Biggest Loser" contest that started 1/1 and runs through March. In the middle of this, we get probably 4-5 dozen Dunkin Donuts brought in every single day by vendors, 8-10 pizzas once or twice a week for lunch, assorted wine and cheese baskets, etc.

Today, the HR rep (who has an a## the size of Minneapolis/St. Paul but isn't in the contest) brings in a giant, deep cookie sheet/baking pan full of something. Turns out, the bottom layer is about 1/2" of chocolate chip cookie dough. on top of that is an entire layer of Oreo cookies. On top of THAT is an entire box of brownie batter - then the whole thing is baked. It's like a dessert turducken.

Half the women in the office are currently standing around shoveling this crap into their mouths while "ooohing and aaaahing." Most of them are in the weight loss contest. The majority of those walk around OPENLY WONDERING WHY/COMPLAINING THAT THEY CAN'T LOSE WEIGHT.

People make me sick. That is all.
Yep. And hey...instead of learning/exhibiting ANY willpower or self-control, there's a pill or surgery for that, right?! :rolleyes: Seriously, there should be a fat-### tax in our country on everything...since there's a "fried foods and cookie dough tax" of literally billions of dollars/year on all the rest of us who don't gorge ourselves on fat and sugar 24/7/365. Makes me SO angry...but I suppose the one "reward" the rest of us who aren't six years old when it comes to food/beverages is that fat ###es have to see themselves naked. Unless the diabetes has gotten so bad that they've lost their eyesight, anyway.
Do you ever seen any overweight ghosts?
Nah. I see millions of soon-to-be overweight ghosts though. If they can't take the shovel and hose out of their mouth every day.
 
You can jar a fart. I did it for a white elephant gift once and couldn't stand the suspense, so I cracked it. Blasted myself in the face with it on Christmas Eve and then had to jar a new one.

 
It was roughly 12 hours. I begged my mother to open the new one after she ended up with it, but she wouldn't. She wouldn't give it back to let me open it either.

 
By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
You call the police on co-workers often? You think it's a good idea to call the police on the head of HR? You sir, are an idiot.
I've never done it, but in my imagination, calling the police on our HR director would be one of the most satisfying things I could do in my life. It would be the workplace equivalent of going back in time and assassinating Hitler.
 
'Evilgrin 72 said:
You can jar a fart. I did it for a white elephant gift once and couldn't stand the suspense, so I cracked it. Blasted myself in the face with it on Christmas Eve and then had to jar a new one.
It was roughly 12 hours. I begged my mother to open the new one after she ended up with it, but she wouldn't. She wouldn't give it back to let me open it either.
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: You, my friend, are wonderful.
 
By the way, the same lady who brought this in ROUTINELY parks in one of the two required handicapped spaces in our parking lot if she can't find a spot close enough to the door for her satisfaction. Not if she can't find a spot, period. I've watched her park there when there were 5-6 open spots, but they were all about 100 yards from the front door and thus too far for her to waddle. That #### infuriates me. I've actually considered calling the cops on her when she does it, but I was raised not to rat under any circumstances.
Man it pisses me off when someone complains about something that shouldn't be happening, and then they go ahead and let it happen anyway as a result of a complete lack of any type of action. :potkettle:
You call the police on co-workers often? You think it's a good idea to call the police on the head of HR? You sir, are an idiot.
I've never done it, but in my imagination, calling the police on our HR director would be one of the most satisfying things I could do in my life. It would be the workplace equivalent of going back in time and assassinating Hitler.
Great posting.

 
'mr. furley said:
(side note: we were called in to a company wide conference call on wednesday.. minutes before the call i could hear her (she sits next to me) preparing a bowl of cereal. which she inhaled, sloppily. then, to the meeting, she brought in what had to be the biggest ####ing mixing bowl i have ever seen in my life.. filled with pudding(i think?) and proceeded to noisily wolf that down in the presence of 8 other people crammed in to a tiny conf room. within minutes of polishing that off she fell asleep. dead away.)
What. The. ####.
 
Donuts everyday, pizza 2x a week, oreo, chocolate chip cookie dough turdunkins... You must work at Google. Oh, and the fat chick who baked the thing is probably :lol: :rotflmao: :nom: :nom: :nom: knowing the contest is going on.

 
'datonn said:
'T Bell said:
'datonn said:
The entire office, minus those of us who manage to stay within 10-15 pounds of our ideal weight, are in the middle of a "Biggest Loser" contest that started 1/1 and runs through March. In the middle of this, we get probably 4-5 dozen Dunkin Donuts brought in every single day by vendors, 8-10 pizzas once or twice a week for lunch, assorted wine and cheese baskets, etc.

Today, the HR rep (who has an a## the size of Minneapolis/St. Paul but isn't in the contest) brings in a giant, deep cookie sheet/baking pan full of something. Turns out, the bottom layer is about 1/2" of chocolate chip cookie dough. on top of that is an entire layer of Oreo cookies. On top of THAT is an entire box of brownie batter - then the whole thing is baked. It's like a dessert turducken.

Half the women in the office are currently standing around shoveling this crap into their mouths while "ooohing and aaaahing." Most of them are in the weight loss contest. The majority of those walk around OPENLY WONDERING WHY/COMPLAINING THAT THEY CAN'T LOSE WEIGHT.

People make me sick. That is all.
Yep. And hey...instead of learning/exhibiting ANY willpower or self-control, there's a pill or surgery for that, right?! :rolleyes: Seriously, there should be a fat-### tax in our country on everything...since there's a "fried foods and cookie dough tax" of literally billions of dollars/year on all the rest of us who don't gorge ourselves on fat and sugar 24/7/365. Makes me SO angry...but I suppose the one "reward" the rest of us who aren't six years old when it comes to food/beverages is that fat ###es have to see themselves naked. Unless the diabetes has gotten so bad that they've lost their eyesight, anyway.
Do you ever seen any overweight ghosts?
Nah. I see millions of soon-to-be overweight ghosts though. If they can't take the shovel and hose out of their mouth every day.
Wait... So you see millions of ghosts that are gaining weight at an alarming pace?
 
'datonn said:
'T Bell said:
'datonn said:
The entire office, minus those of us who manage to stay within 10-15 pounds of our ideal weight, are in the middle of a "Biggest Loser" contest that started 1/1 and runs through March. In the middle of this, we get probably 4-5 dozen Dunkin Donuts brought in every single day by vendors, 8-10 pizzas once or twice a week for lunch, assorted wine and cheese baskets, etc.

Today, the HR rep (who has an a## the size of Minneapolis/St. Paul but isn't in the contest) brings in a giant, deep cookie sheet/baking pan full of something. Turns out, the bottom layer is about 1/2" of chocolate chip cookie dough. on top of that is an entire layer of Oreo cookies. On top of THAT is an entire box of brownie batter - then the whole thing is baked. It's like a dessert turducken.

Half the women in the office are currently standing around shoveling this crap into their mouths while "ooohing and aaaahing." Most of them are in the weight loss contest. The majority of those walk around OPENLY WONDERING WHY/COMPLAINING THAT THEY CAN'T LOSE WEIGHT.

People make me sick. That is all.
Yep. And hey...instead of learning/exhibiting ANY willpower or self-control, there's a pill or surgery for that, right?! :rolleyes: Seriously, there should be a fat-### tax in our country on everything...since there's a "fried foods and cookie dough tax" of literally billions of dollars/year on all the rest of us who don't gorge ourselves on fat and sugar 24/7/365. Makes me SO angry...but I suppose the one "reward" the rest of us who aren't six years old when it comes to food/beverages is that fat ###es have to see themselves naked. Unless the diabetes has gotten so bad that they've lost their eyesight, anyway.
Do you ever seen any overweight ghosts?
Nah. I see millions of soon-to-be overweight ghosts though. If they can't take the shovel and hose out of their mouth every day.
Wait... So you see millions of ghosts that are gaining weight at an alarming pace?
To be fair, only in the upper midwest, and especially during midwinter.
 
'datonn said:
'T Bell said:
'datonn said:
The entire office, minus those of us who manage to stay within 10-15 pounds of our ideal weight, are in the middle of a "Biggest Loser" contest that started 1/1 and runs through March. In the middle of this, we get probably 4-5 dozen Dunkin Donuts brought in every single day by vendors, 8-10 pizzas once or twice a week for lunch, assorted wine and cheese baskets, etc.

Today, the HR rep (who has an a## the size of Minneapolis/St. Paul but isn't in the contest) brings in a giant, deep cookie sheet/baking pan full of something. Turns out, the bottom layer is about 1/2" of chocolate chip cookie dough. on top of that is an entire layer of Oreo cookies. On top of THAT is an entire box of brownie batter - then the whole thing is baked. It's like a dessert turducken.

Half the women in the office are currently standing around shoveling this crap into their mouths while "ooohing and aaaahing." Most of them are in the weight loss contest. The majority of those walk around OPENLY WONDERING WHY/COMPLAINING THAT THEY CAN'T LOSE WEIGHT.

People make me sick. That is all.
Yep. And hey...instead of learning/exhibiting ANY willpower or self-control, there's a pill or surgery for that, right?! :rolleyes: Seriously, there should be a fat-### tax in our country on everything...since there's a "fried foods and cookie dough tax" of literally billions of dollars/year on all the rest of us who don't gorge ourselves on fat and sugar 24/7/365. Makes me SO angry...but I suppose the one "reward" the rest of us who aren't six years old when it comes to food/beverages is that fat ###es have to see themselves naked. Unless the diabetes has gotten so bad that they've lost their eyesight, anyway.
Do you ever seen any overweight ghosts?
Nah. I see millions of soon-to-be overweight ghosts though. If they can't take the shovel and hose out of their mouth every day.
Wait... So you see millions of ghosts that are gaining weight at an alarming pace?
To be fair, only in the upper midwest, and especially during midwinter.
Have you been to Alabama?http://i.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/self-reported-obesity-study-us-map__oPt.jpg

 
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Have you been to Alabama?http://i.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/self-reported-obesity-study-us-map__oPt.jpg
perezhilton.com? Did your rainbow flag interfere with your fingers as you typed that into the address bar?
On a mobile. Did a google search. It's from the CDC.http://cdn3.chartsbin.com/chartimages/l_562_f2c66f587f8e5a39b1c7a83a5eede99bhttp://life.dailyburn.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/map.jpghttp://www.uscollegesearch.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/The-fattest-states-in-america.gif
 
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Have you been to Alabama?http://i.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/self-reported-obesity-study-us-map__oPt.jpg
perezhilton.com? Did your rainbow flag interfere with your fingers as you typed that into the address bar?
On a mobile. Did a google search. It's from the CDC.http://cdn3.chartsbin.com/chartimages/l_562_f2c66f587f8e5a39b1c7a83a5eede99bhttp://life.dailyburn.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/map.jpghttp://www.uscollegesearch.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/The-fattest-states-in-america.gif
Self-reported. Someone's lying. We've got a lot of fat ##### (los gordos) out here in CA and somehow our state only shows up white on that map.
 

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