Unprofessional at work.
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CeLLar-DooR
OG
Had one just where I bunned a spliff literally every lunch
IP360
Doctorate & Ph.D in Bootyology
At our old location...napped on the upstairs couch in the sales dept on weekends. By far one of the best couches I've ever sat on.
Had a couple of sales reps come by their office to pick up something, and would see me chillin. No fucc's was given. Startled one. Lol
Had a couple of sales reps come by their office to pick up something, and would see me chillin. No fucc's was given. Startled one. Lol
konceptjones
The one between three and three.
I hollered at every reasonably attractive broad that walked through the door at every car audio spot I've ever worked at in SE Michigan (including working as an installer at Best Buy) until me and my ex-fiancee locked it down.
Damned near fucked 4-5 on the showroom floor at one shop and ended up taking it to the bathroom or the back office. In fact, me, my manager, and the other salesman regularly had broads in there either smashing in the back office or the bathroom in the waiting area.
Smashing three broads in one office that all hated each other, and they all knew I was fucking 'em so they would always try to one-up each other with PDA's when I walk by, name droppin spots they wanna take me to, and buying me lunch or little gifts. All four of us ended up gettin fired 'cause two of 'em started buckin in the cafeteria, the third one took a tray and hit both of them square in the face. They got fired immediately. Two days later the Manpower rep came to my desk and told me that all three broads said they were fighting 'cause of me so they had no choice but to let me go.
I worked as a temp at the dermatology clinic at U of M hospital running files and other clerical shit. My desk was up front in the waiting room right next to the check-in/out station. A family came through and was checking out and this utterly horrendous smell hit my nose. Their son was being seen for some condition that made his skin look like straight up crocodile skin and he had a smell like eggs, dead animal, and dookey. I violently dry heaved looking the kid square in his eyes 'cause of the smell. Second time it hit me I just got up and left, looking at the kid and his momma in disgust as I walked away. The office manager had to have a talk with me after that.
When I was working as an engineer, a group of us would regularly go to Yardhouse for lunch and get shitfaced and go back to the office still drunk. We did that at least once a week while I was on that project.
Same job during the summer I would walk to the party store across from the office and pick up a few beers and sit at the table out front and down 'em before going back in. I was salaried and nobody made you track your breaks so 15 minute breaks were often 30-45 minute drink breaks.
We also had these schedules where most people worked 10 hour shifts so they could get every other Friday off. I was one of two people that worked a normal 8-5 so those Fridays where nobody was in the office I would fuck off, sleep, drink, or go to one of the nearby malls most of the day.
Damned near fucked 4-5 on the showroom floor at one shop and ended up taking it to the bathroom or the back office. In fact, me, my manager, and the other salesman regularly had broads in there either smashing in the back office or the bathroom in the waiting area.
Smashing three broads in one office that all hated each other, and they all knew I was fucking 'em so they would always try to one-up each other with PDA's when I walk by, name droppin spots they wanna take me to, and buying me lunch or little gifts. All four of us ended up gettin fired 'cause two of 'em started buckin in the cafeteria, the third one took a tray and hit both of them square in the face. They got fired immediately. Two days later the Manpower rep came to my desk and told me that all three broads said they were fighting 'cause of me so they had no choice but to let me go.
I worked as a temp at the dermatology clinic at U of M hospital running files and other clerical shit. My desk was up front in the waiting room right next to the check-in/out station. A family came through and was checking out and this utterly horrendous smell hit my nose. Their son was being seen for some condition that made his skin look like straight up crocodile skin and he had a smell like eggs, dead animal, and dookey. I violently dry heaved looking the kid square in his eyes 'cause of the smell. Second time it hit me I just got up and left, looking at the kid and his momma in disgust as I walked away. The office manager had to have a talk with me after that.
When I was working as an engineer, a group of us would regularly go to Yardhouse for lunch and get shitfaced and go back to the office still drunk. We did that at least once a week while I was on that project.
Same job during the summer I would walk to the party store across from the office and pick up a few beers and sit at the table out front and down 'em before going back in. I was salaried and nobody made you track your breaks so 15 minute breaks were often 30-45 minute drink breaks.
We also had these schedules where most people worked 10 hour shifts so they could get every other Friday off. I was one of two people that worked a normal 8-5 so those Fridays where nobody was in the office I would fuck off, sleep, drink, or go to one of the nearby malls most of the day.
IP360
Doctorate & Ph.D in Bootyology
konceptjones
The one between three and three.
damn, forgot about that one. I think I told that story on the IC tho.
Lord Nemesis
Iāve had to zip up my nigga suit once in a while
Fucked one of the graduate assistants that worked for us. Before niggas start getting all high horse, me and her were the same age. I just happened to be an actual employee and her superior.
I dont work with the general public so this is all normal internal shit
Leave early and dont tell nobody
Habitually late
Cuss out supervisors/managers
Fuckin up merch
Leave early and dont tell nobody
Habitually late
Cuss out supervisors/managers
Fuckin up merch
konceptjones
The one between three and three.
that was me when I was in engineering. Once I got hired in I was perpetually late for work. It was rare as fuck that I was ever in at 8am. I usually strolled in around 8:15-8:30.
LurkerSix
OG
When I worked at a dealership, in the back parking lot, we'd sometimes do short drag races in the sports cars n shit. One day I was in a new 350z that was just sold and my coworker was in a 350z that came in for service and he took it to the customer right after we raced. We'd also do the standard burn outs and launches.
Deadass cant remember the last time I been on time to my union gig. Once my probation was up I ain't give not one fuck.
TheNightKing
J.A.P.A.N.
Started by sneaking shoes out with the trash and hiding them under the dumpster. Scoop them up later that night.
Graduated to me and my homeboy propping the back door to the store open after we took the trash out. Come back about midnight and clean out the store. It was at the mall so that shit was risky. That was before they tracked stock in real time with scanners too so no one was the wiser until annual audit. Shit came up $18k short one year. The manager didnāt even bother showing up for the audit.
Use to get all sizes and sell them to the hood for cheap. You could exchange without a receipt. Pop the trunk open on the right corner and open up shop.
Would sell shoes for the low in the store itself if they were paying cash and pocket the cash.
Graduated to me and my homeboy propping the back door to the store open after we took the trash out. Come back about midnight and clean out the store. It was at the mall so that shit was risky. That was before they tracked stock in real time with scanners too so no one was the wiser until annual audit. Shit came up $18k short one year. The manager didnāt even bother showing up for the audit.
Use to get all sizes and sell them to the hood for cheap. You could exchange without a receipt. Pop the trunk open on the right corner and open up shop.
Would sell shoes for the low in the store itself if they were paying cash and pocket the cash.
konceptjones
The one between three and three.
when I worked for Hardee's it was all about swiping food. Burger's and shit that were supposed to get tossed ended up hidden in this special warmer so we could snack on 'em when the manager wasn't looking.
Big Lurko
Im not here to read more than 2 lines..
Soul_Rattler
Active Member
Went to sleep since I finished all of my work 3-4 hours early.