I don't understand why either?
We didn't even have furniture at that place at that time. She made pork chops, salad,and whatever else. Anyhow, she brings me the plate. and was watching me. I take a bite and it was the worst thing I ever tasted. I didn't want to say anything or hurt her feelings! So, after a couple of minutes of choking this stuff down trying to smile? Eyes watering, couldn't drink enough of anything to wash the taste out!! I was relieved that it was an accident and they really weren't "supposed" to taste like that! We ordered pizza that night! And the new puppy we had at the time wouldn't even eat the pork chops!
Practical jokes are always funny (unless your the victim). We had an ass for a foreman at GM. Break time came @ 9:00 am. I grabbed some bluing ink and spread all over the mouth and ear piece on the phone by his desk. Four of us were in on it. Here came the foreman down the production isle. I walked across the isle and picked up another phone and called his desk. He picks up phone and "slaps" it up to his face. I hung up.... mission accomplished! My three other comrades were within 20yds. of him when I called. They said when he realized what had happened he ripped the phone off the mounts and threw it up against one of the presses close by. For the next 9-10 days he had a ring of blue around his mouth and ear (completely shaven head). You couldn't help but laugh every time he got close to ya.... But he straightened out some and mellowed after some follow up lessons. He was a slow learner...?
Working in iron head department the big wigs would pass through through the back door to offices without a glance at us production rats, except when the doorknob somehow got greased at lunchtime on occasion.
No one ever told him it was me! He probably knew and was just have a little fun watching me turn red! I was the youngest guy that worked at the place at the time. That was a fun place! We put a quarter in the toilet and have no idea who stuck their hand in there to get it!
He was invited to go fishing in a local business owners boat on Lake Erie with a group of guys. He gets out there, there is 5 other guys including the owner of the boat. They are talking while fishing. He starts running his mouth about what a piece of crap is with his "daughter".Telling them what he is going to do. Shove screwdrivers in my eyes or what ever he thinks up that he's going to do next that he probably saw in some mobster movie!. They seemed to be interested and let him go on and on. Then at one point someone says. "what's your daughters name" he tells them. And the whole thing turned on him! They knew the real story behind this clown, and what kind of person I really am.. Anyhow, the owner of the boat told him...."It must really take some kind of A hole to not get along with _______ He Helped rebuild the Boat your standing in and enjoying right now......." Then the rest of them made their jabs....They said he just sat there drank his beer and didn't say a word the rest of the time out! So, his threats didn't get him any support or sympathy that day!
Like you limitool? I don't do well with threats or intimidation. Your above post kind of reminded me of the boat thing, A little different but the same Idea, Some people think they can threaten and intimidate, until they meet their match or someone that isn't afraid to go a step further in defense, or what ever you want to call it.
