Thursday, March 09, 2006
once upon a time i worked for a paint company.
so did john, joe, tim, rob and chris.
and most importantly, one of the most annoying people that i've ever met in the world also collected a paycheck from there. let's call him robert b.
he was one of those guys that if you talk to for all of 15 minutes you would agree he is the worst human being to breathe the same air as you.
he was a south suburbanite with a hick accent. there were many who made fun of him using the phrases "hyuck, hyuck" and the ever famous, "HERE AH YAM!"
anyway, hope you see my point. nobody liked him. even people who were convinced to that he was "the least of these" and tried their best to be nice to him ended up walking away with plots to have him murdered. it's an ugly world out there.
here's how we added to the ugliness (in a funny way):
on a day like any other, somebody made robert b. mad enough to injure himself. i got as many facts from john that i could. i tend to exaggerate and embellish. the way i was told was that robert b. stacked a 5 gallon metal bucket very harshly on top of another. the contents of said bucket splashed out and entered robert b.'s eyes. it being a flammable oil based product, this probably didn't feel too well. and he went cryin to the eye wash station and then went to the hospital.
well, you can imagine as word got around the warehouse, it turned into a sensational story and caused much uproarious laughter. i'm not gonna apologize. sometimes i'm just a mean person. so there.
then what happened next was stuff of legend. john takes the credit for this and by all means, i'm gonna let him have it.
we decided to celebrate the very next day of work. why the celebration?
because it was going to be a WHOLE DAY without robert b.
we came up with the name "just because..." day.
normally, on a co-workers birthday, we would pitch in and buy him a cake and make sure milton wouldn't get a piece. "just because..." day didn't land on anybody's birthday. but hey, we bought a cake anyway.
and that's not all!!! we made a whole hoopla out of it. i bought donuts for the morning festivities. we handed out cigars like a new baby had been born. it was quite a glorious day. and it was all due to someone getting injured and being unable to attend work. there was much laughter and merriment due to the absence of his high pitched, whiny, know-it-all voice.
what can i say? we were mean. so, nyah.
i like cake.
so did john, joe, tim, rob and chris.
and most importantly, one of the most annoying people that i've ever met in the world also collected a paycheck from there. let's call him robert b.
he was one of those guys that if you talk to for all of 15 minutes you would agree he is the worst human being to breathe the same air as you.
he was a south suburbanite with a hick accent. there were many who made fun of him using the phrases "hyuck, hyuck" and the ever famous, "HERE AH YAM!"
anyway, hope you see my point. nobody liked him. even people who were convinced to that he was "the least of these" and tried their best to be nice to him ended up walking away with plots to have him murdered. it's an ugly world out there.
here's how we added to the ugliness (in a funny way):
on a day like any other, somebody made robert b. mad enough to injure himself. i got as many facts from john that i could. i tend to exaggerate and embellish. the way i was told was that robert b. stacked a 5 gallon metal bucket very harshly on top of another. the contents of said bucket splashed out and entered robert b.'s eyes. it being a flammable oil based product, this probably didn't feel too well. and he went cryin to the eye wash station and then went to the hospital.
well, you can imagine as word got around the warehouse, it turned into a sensational story and caused much uproarious laughter. i'm not gonna apologize. sometimes i'm just a mean person. so there.
then what happened next was stuff of legend. john takes the credit for this and by all means, i'm gonna let him have it.
we decided to celebrate the very next day of work. why the celebration?
because it was going to be a WHOLE DAY without robert b.
we came up with the name "just because..." day.
normally, on a co-workers birthday, we would pitch in and buy him a cake and make sure milton wouldn't get a piece. "just because..." day didn't land on anybody's birthday. but hey, we bought a cake anyway.
and that's not all!!! we made a whole hoopla out of it. i bought donuts for the morning festivities. we handed out cigars like a new baby had been born. it was quite a glorious day. and it was all due to someone getting injured and being unable to attend work. there was much laughter and merriment due to the absence of his high pitched, whiny, know-it-all voice.
what can i say? we were mean. so, nyah.
i like cake.
