Giving a crap
Well that seems like a shitty thing to do...
Leaving parties can be an opportunity for more anally retentive colleagues to loosen up and go with the flow. But one woman took that to an extreme by bringing laxative brownies to a send-off bash. The 47-year-old from Michigan lost her job after police discovered she put purgatives in a departing co-worker's going-away …
Few years back a coworker was complaining someone was stealing his lunch out of the company fridge. So one day he puts a powerful laxative in his sandwich. Sure enough, come lunch time, his lunch sack was gone from the fridge.
Later we noticed the office quiet guy, the one always kissing up to the boss, making multiple runs to the rest room! So technically, this was not illegal, was it?
Laxatives have their place.
"So technically, this was not illegal, was it?"
I dunno... I hear it's illegal (US) to have an electric shocker hooked up to your car alarm... so that when someone sets it off... "bzzzzzzzT" they get a good shock if they are still touching metal. "Crims rights" or some shite...
Ex-boss did that hooked up his Porsche & in the dark corner of his parking space to a electric fence unit, especially for when the university students rolled out of The Black Horse In Exeter.
Thinking back, that might have been a precursor for another event.
It's got nothing to do with crim's rights, and everything to do with ordinary people not falling foul to random booby traps.
Thus ended letterboxes with "teeth" and garden walls with embedded glass shards. It's why you and I can't erect electric fences with razor wire.
There is a well known joke (I have heard it about several countries):
Q:What is one person from country X?
A: A revolutionary
Q:What are two persons from country X?
A: An organized revolutionary movement.
Q:What are three persons from country X?
A: An organized revolutionary movement with a traitor mole.
> The German who told me that became slightly upset when I added "When four Germans get together they invade Poland."
That's so Twentieth Century.
A man won the lottery to the tune of $125 MEEEEELL-LION. Like most, he quit his job forthwith. He then proceeded to contract a certain company to dump $200,000+ worth of manure on his former boss' lawn while he watched from across the street, laughing to beat the band.
Of course, the dump trucks woke up the ex-boss, who naturally called the police. By the time the cops got there, half the trucks (I can't remember how many) had spread their load. The "winner" readily admitted to the dirty deed -- payback for taking this guy's $h!t for so many years -- paid his bail, and confessed he had many more similar stunts in store for others.
We'll see if his lottery gains can cover not just the pranks but also the subsequent bail bonds and civil lawsuits... or if all this revenge leaves him up S--- Creek.
An ex colleague now no longer with us was sent a load of manure by his ex wife after their divorce. When the truck turned up the driver was unaware that this was supposed to be revenge. So he knocked on the door and asked where to put the bags. The roses in the back garden never looked better as a result.
I'm always amazed at how people drift into the kitchen or snack area, spot something potentially yummy on the table, and chow down without a second thought. Admittedly in companies where you can get to the snackeria easily there's not much incentive to cause trouble unless there's a personal vendetta, whereas companies that might deserve a "run" for their money are pretty good at restricting outsiders, sometimes to the point of offending potential clients (like a certain formerly large USA photographic corporation).
On another note a quick glance at the Glassdoor entry for the company in question indicates a certain amount of internal dysfunction. Perhaps the incident was the canary in the coalmine.
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