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Describe the biggest lunatic in your office/job (1 Viewer)

fantasycurse42

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Mine:

Eastern European woman, very nice, but completely insane. Brought in a mini crockpot that she leaves at her desk, always cooking with it in the kitchen, basically impossible to get into the kitchen without a conversation with her. Drawn out long boring conversations. The other day I couldn't get out of there without a 5 minute detailed conversation about her latest dentist visit. I keep my headphones on when arriving in the morning and stopping in the kitchen to make sure I don't get brought in to one of these conversations. I bring my phone to the kitchen and pretend to be sending an email or doing something when she is in there. She sends caledar invites out if she will be an hour late to work (to people who never interface with her, myself included), taking a long lunch, leaving early, etc.

Nice woman, but utterly insane.

 
We have a complete lunatic that seemingly all of management is afraid of. If he doesn't like something or is challenged, his default response is to yell and scream (we're all 100% remote, so this is all on the phone). He expects everyone to wait on him hand and foot. It's the most unprofessional thing I've seen in my 17yrs in the business.

He acts like a complete child, but management never does anything because he's been around for so long. So many think he knows everything there is to know about mutual funds, but it's total BS. He's got a pretty bad tell; when he starts to stutter or clear his throat, he's just shooting from the hip and making #### up to sound smart. I can't count how many times me or the other analyst have had to call on his BS.

 
This guy at my work wears headphones all the time. When he shows up to work he has them on. Has them on when he goes to the kitchen break room and I try to talk to him. Carries his phone with him everywhere. It's very rude and inconsiderate. Must be a millennial.

He's also quite ugly and smells bad.

 
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We have this older redneck. Guy is an idiot... Routinely bats about .700 in pronouncing our customer's names at our daily morning meeting. We correct him every day for about a week then give up and accept that customer XYZ will now be pronounced customer ZXY. He's horrible at managing multiple tasks at once and has let so many things fall through the cracks that I've just started handing him everything in written form, then sending him an email as a reminder and to document it. He's also a big bus-thrower, hence my desire to document any interactions I have with him.

Oh... and he's half deaf, and leaves his cell phone on his desk in his office next to mine, while he's generally in another room (ops).... it's set on full ringer volume and his ring tone is the james bond theme. He can't hear it, of course, so it just keeps going until the person hangs up or it goes to VM. No less than 10 times a day I get a 30 second blast of crappy digitized james bond theme song. :hot:

I'm at the point I'm going to start simply turning his phone off when it rings.

 
I used to work with this sassy black lady who I had great laughs with almost daily. She was married, and I don't think anyone in the office was aware that she was having sex with a married dude who worked on another floor. That is until they got into a huge screaming match one afternoon and she started beating the crap out of him. Both were let go on the spot.

 
One of my coworkers is a single 38-year old women with at least three cats who decided last year that she was going to have a baby on her own via artificial insemination after she gave up looking for a partner to reproduce with. Her mother, who happened to be a single woman with over a dozen cats, also had her by artificial insemination, as my coworker was apparently one of the first test tube babies in America. My coworker started a public blog that she called "Kids and Kittens," in which posted daily cat memes (such as this one) and mused about everything from her sperm selection choices, intimate details of her insemination and weird pregnancy-related bodily processes, her struggle to withdraw from taking psychotropic medications, her fears and regrets about deciding to raise a baby on her own, and just about anything that her cats might do on any given day. For Halloween, she dressed herself as a cat and her daughter as a mouse. I feel bad for her daughter who is almost destined to repeat the vicious family cycle of being a mentally unstable, lonely, cat lady who eventually gets basted with order-by-catalog sperm because no one on the planet would choose to reproduce with her.

 
I used to work with this sassy black lady who I had great laughs with almost daily. She was married, and I don't think anyone in the office was aware that she was having sex with a married dude who worked on another floor. That is until they got into a huge screaming match one afternoon and she started beating the crap out of him. Both were let go on the spot.
Oof. Tough one to explain to the spouse.

I was let go for getting into a fistfight with the woman at work I was having an affair with.

If that isn't a divorce...

 
One of my coworkers is a single 38-year old women with at least three cats who decided last year that she was going to have a baby on her own via artificial insemination after she gave up looking for a partner to reproduce with. Her mother, who happened to be a single woman with over a dozen cats, also had her by artificial insemination, as my coworker was apparently one of the first test tube babies in America. My coworker started a public blog that she called "Kids and Kittens," in which posted daily cat memes (such as this one) and mused about everything from her sperm selection choices, intimate details of her insemination and weird pregnancy-related bodily processes, her struggle to withdraw from taking psychotropic medications, her fears and regrets about deciding to raise a baby on her own, and just about anything that her cats might do on any given day. For Halloween, she dressed herself as a cat and her daughter as a mouse. I feel bad for her daughter who is almost destined to repeat the vicious family cycle of being a mentally unstable, lonely, cat lady who eventually gets basted with order-by-catalog sperm because no one on the planet would choose to reproduce with her.
This sounds like a contender.

 
I work with a guy from Philly who still talks about his high school days and being on the wrestling team. He is in his early 40's.

 
Old Weird Tom. Looks like one of the bearded guys standing around the Christmas tree in Whoville. Showers, sometimes. Brushes his teeth, 6 times a day, and that is just when he is here. Does not drive. Incessantly chews on the heel of his hand/wrist in meetings. Falls asleep at his desk at lunch. Yet oddly, a very nice guy when he's in his right mind.

 
Salt guy. See my Office Pranks thread as he's the "victim" of many of my pranks and I rant about him a bit. Used to sit next to me, but is in another wing now.

Mid 40's, British, Obese, Chain smoker with horrible eating habits. Puts obscene amounts of salt on everything. I mean OBSCENE amounts on EVERYTHING. I think I posted a Youtube video of him at work with a huge container of salt, set on "pour" just dumping it into his food.

He doesn't take social cues at all...you can flat out say you're super busy and he'll still talk about random stuff for a half-hour. He makes up random facts to support his horrible eating and smoking habits ("smokers are actually more productive because of their smoke breaks," "Potassium Chloride is good for you. It's supported by the Healthy Heart Foundation."). He also basically lives at the office. He might go home before 11:00 PM one or two nights a week. He literally stayed here for 2 days straight one time.

As nutty as he is, the guy is actually really endearing, and I kind of miss having him around. :bag:

 
One of my coworkers is a single 38-year old women with at least three cats who decided last year that she was going to have a baby on her own via artificial insemination after she gave up looking for a partner to reproduce with. Her mother, who happened to be a single woman with over a dozen cats, also had her by artificial insemination, as my coworker was apparently one of the first test tube babies in America. My coworker started a public blog that she called "Kids and Kittens," in which posted daily cat memes (such as this one) and mused about everything from her sperm selection choices, intimate details of her insemination and weird pregnancy-related bodily processes, her struggle to withdraw from taking psychotropic medications, her fears and regrets about deciding to raise a baby on her own, and just about anything that her cats might do on any given day. For Halloween, she dressed herself as a cat and her daughter as a mouse. I feel bad for her daughter who is almost destined to repeat the vicious family cycle of being a mentally unstable, lonely, cat lady who eventually gets basted with order-by-catalog sperm because no one on the planet would choose to reproduce with her.
Poor Eminence could've finally gotten laid.
 
One of my coworkers is a single 38-year old women with at least three cats who decided last year that she was going to have a baby on her own via artificial insemination after she gave up looking for a partner to reproduce with. Her mother, who happened to be a single woman with over a dozen cats, also had her by artificial insemination, as my coworker was apparently one of the first test tube babies in America. My coworker started a public blog that she called "Kids and Kittens," in which posted daily cat memes (such as this one) and mused about everything from her sperm selection choices, intimate details of her insemination and weird pregnancy-related bodily processes, her struggle to withdraw from taking psychotropic medications, her fears and regrets about deciding to raise a baby on her own, and just about anything that her cats might do on any given day. For Halloween, she dressed herself as a cat and her daughter as a mouse. I feel bad for her daughter who is almost destined to repeat the vicious family cycle of being a mentally unstable, lonely, cat lady who eventually gets basted with order-by-catalog sperm because no one on the planet would choose to reproduce with her.
It is women like this that give cat people bad names.

 
In grad school I worked at a convenience store for some extra money. Worked with a very odd guy named Howard Hughes III who said he was just working there until his inheritance came through.

My favorite conversation with him went like this:

HHIII: I put in an application with Hughes Aircraft for a janitor position.

Me: Sounds cool. Good Luck.

HHIII: If I don't get the job I'm going to sue them.

Me: Why are you going to sue them if they don't hire you?

HHIII: Because I'm the owner of the company.

 
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:

 
Goes back about 15 years ago at an old job. A single woman about 30-ish, receptionist / department secretary in an engineering office. About 5'-2", 200 lb range and desperate for attention. For Valentine's Day, she bought a pair of edible underwear for male co-worker with an offer to watch porn with him. He wasn't a classically handsome guy in his own right so maybe she thought he'd accept. He didn't.

Same woman, covering the front desk in the lobby. Another (very) attractive lady co-worker was leaning on a handrail looking out a large, main window. As I'm walking through the lobby, I hear our subject co-worker comment to the other lady, "Jill has anyone ever told you you have a very attractive rear end?". Had to bite my lip to keep from busting out laughing as I just walked by.

 
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Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
what the heck is chicken lunch meat in a tub? like tuna fish mixed with mayo/mustard but chicken?

 
I work in the same area as this fairly young girl. She will never, ever acknowledge mine or anyone in my group's presence. Never looks up from her PC, never says hi, etc. If you happen to walk past her in the hallway, she will literally stare high up on the right wall the entire time you're within 10 feet until you pass. I know this because I've turned after passing her and her head went back to a normal position.

She's pretty creepy.

 
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
what the heck is chicken lunch meat in a tub? like tuna fish mixed with mayo/mustard but chicken?
Like this but chicken. https://www.hy-vee.com/grocery/PD1285799/Oscar-Mayer-Deli-Fresh-Oven-Roasted-Turkey-Breast-Lunch-Meat

 
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
So you're that guy? The guy that fills the office fridge with your food for days on end?

 
In grad school I worked at a convenience store for some extra money. Worked with a very odd guy named Howard Hughes III who said he was just working there until his inheritance came through.

My favorite conversation with him went like this:

HHIII: I put in an application with Hughes Aircraft for a janitor position.

Me: Sounds cool. Good Luck.

HHIII: If I don't get the job I'm going to sue them.

Me: Why are you going to sue them if they don't hire you?

HHIII: Because I'm the owner of the company.
Why would he sue himself?

 
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
So you're that guy? The guy that fills the office fridge with your food for days on end?
The lunch meat is in there a week, and gets upset when someone finally eats it.

 
Just remembered there was a guy who kept one framed photo on his desk. Wife, girlfriend you ask? Child? Pet? Maybe a cityscape, nature photo, sports star? Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope and nope. It was a picture of himself, wearing a sweater, looking right into the camera, with a confident, determined smile. All that was missing was the "okay" gesture, or maybe two fingers pointing back at you.

 
There's this young, extraordinarily hot chick at work who asked me the other day if I was going to grow my facial hair for Movember.

I am now. How you doin?

 
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Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
So you're that guy? The guy that fills the office fridge with your food for days on end?
The lunch meat is in there a week, and gets upset when someone finally eats it.
And...it wasn't his only tub of lunch meat in there.

 
In grad school I worked at a convenience store for some extra money. Worked with a very odd guy named Howard Hughes III who said he was just working there until his inheritance came through.

My favorite conversation with him went like this:

HHIII: I put in an application with Hughes Aircraft for a janitor position.

Me: Sounds cool. Good Luck.

HHIII: If I don't get the job I'm going to sue them.

Me: Why are you going to sue them if they don't hire you?

HHIII: Because I'm the owner of the company.
Why would he sue himself?
Punitive damages

 
I work in the same area as this fairly young girl. She will never, ever acknowledge mine or anyone in my group's presence. Never looks up from her PC, never says hi, etc. If you happen to walk past her in the hallway, she will literally stare high up on the right wall the entire time you're within 10 feet until you pass. I know this because I've turned after passing her and her head went back to a normal position.

She's pretty creepy.
She'd hate me. I'd get in her face and scream "HI SARAH!!! DID YOU HAVE A NICE WEEKEND?"
 
One of my coworkers is a single 38-year old women with at least three cats who decided last year that she was going to have a baby on her own via artificial insemination after she gave up looking for a partner to reproduce with. Her mother, who happened to be a single woman with over a dozen cats, also had her by artificial insemination, as my coworker was apparently one of the first test tube babies in America. My coworker started a public blog that she called "Kids and Kittens," in which posted daily cat memes (such as this one) and mused about everything from her sperm selection choices, intimate details of her insemination and weird pregnancy-related bodily processes, her struggle to withdraw from taking psychotropic medications, her fears and regrets about deciding to raise a baby on her own, and just about anything that her cats might do on any given day. For Halloween, she dressed herself as a cat and her daughter as a mouse. I feel bad for her daughter who is almost destined to repeat the vicious family cycle of being a mentally unstable, lonely, cat lady who eventually gets basted with order-by-catalog sperm because no one on the planet would choose to reproduce with her.
Give her my number.

 
I work with a lady who is seemingly normal but said she doesn't like comedies, or guy movies and has never seen Dumb & Dumber, Caddyshack, Airplane, Groundhog Day, The Godfather I or II, Goodfellas, Elf, etc.

I think she's a Commie sleeper assassin. She was also in the US Army. :loco:

 
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
I brought a sandwich in one day - kielbasa on a bun with some ketchup. I go to the fridge at lunch time, grab my lunch bag and go to my desk. Open the bag, to find the bun with some smatterings of ketchup. No meat.

Someone had opened my lunch, taken the meat off my sandwich and put the bun back in the bag.

 
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
I brought a sandwich in one day - kielbasa on a bun with some ketchup. I go to the fridge at lunch time, grab my lunch bag and go to my desk. Open the bag, to find the bun with some smatterings of ketchup. No meat.

Someone had opened my lunch, taken the meat off my sandwich and put the bun back in the bag.
:lmao:

 
eoMMan said:
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
So you're that guy? The guy that fills the office fridge with your food for days on end?
There is not that many of us in the office and I take the least amount of space and there is still plenty of room in the full size fridge.

Swing and a miss.

 
Super King said:
eoMMan said:
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
So you're that guy? The guy that fills the office fridge with your food for days on end?
The lunch meat is in there a week, and gets upset when someone finally eats it.
So there is a week rule of some sort? Is this like the 5 second rule but different?

 
xulf said:
Super King said:
eoMMan said:
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
So you're that guy? The guy that fills the office fridge with your food for days on end?
The lunch meat is in there a week, and gets upset when someone finally eats it.
And...it wasn't his only tub of lunch meat in there.
Yes it was. The lunch meat that I was finishing up was a package of salami. Comes in a flat plastic container. No other tubs of meat.

 
got this crazy bird lady that's obsessed with me

shes been divorced 4 times and always has bird feathers on her clothes. one day she had bird crap on the back of her sweater

all she does is talk about her bird and what it did the night before, then walks a cube over and tells the same 15 minute story

that's all I got other than a racist supervisor

 
Overall, one co-worker is a tad oddballish but nothing too bad.

However- someone in my office perpetrated a heinous crime about a week ago and I don't know who it was. I have a habit of buying some bread, lunch meat, cheese and condiments and stash them in the breakroom so when lunch comes I can slap together a sandwhich and grab a few chips and relax. I bought some chicken lunch meat a week ago which was in one of those little tubs. I was finishing up some other meat for my sandwhiches so it was in there a couple of days until I finally went to put some on a sandwhich. As I did, I noticed that someone had opened it and took a little bit of meat. It would not have been from the store and I had not noticed because if that was the case the meat would have fallen out when it was in the bag.

So, one of my co-workers apparently thinks it is not only ok to take stuff that is not theirs (not uncommon occurance in the workplace) but doesn't even phase them to OPEN it and take some. I am not the type who does but I can somewhat see how someone may sneak a bite of something that is not noticable and I certainly could see someone getting confused (You both drink the same kid of drink and you accidently grab one of your co-workers thinking you had one left kind of situation) but who the hell thinks "you know, I want a piece of chicken lunch meat. I will just open this and help myself." :loco:
I brought a sandwich in one day - kielbasa on a bun with some ketchup. I go to the fridge at lunch time, grab my lunch bag and go to my desk. Open the bag, to find the bun with some smatterings of ketchup. No meat.

Someone had opened my lunch, taken the meat off my sandwich and put the bun back in the bag.
That has to be someone screwing with you. It has to be. Right?

 
This guy at my work wears headphones all the time. When he shows up to work he has them on. Has them on when he goes to the kitchen break room and I try to talk to him. Carries his phone with him everywhere. It's very rude and inconsiderate. Must be a millennial.

He's also quite ugly and smells bad.
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got this crazy bird lady that's obsessed with me

shes been divorced 4 times and always has bird feathers on her clothes. one day she had bird crap on the back of her sweater

all she does is talk about her bird and what it did the night before, then walks a cube over and tells the same 15 minute story

that's all I got other than a racist supervisor
Racism >>> obsessed with pets

 

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