blue_lateral said:
I also operate like this, though I am pretty excited to see it written up!
One time I was at work and my boss (who is really a loony person, no joke) bought this new broom. The blue broom.
Sweeping at work is like the job you do when your boss is there and there is nothing else to do, but you will get butchered if she sees you not working. You know, dust, its really there, but you can't see it! Anyway, I was sweeping our carpets (yes, carpet) and the broom was all dusty, so I took it outside. I started beating it against the sidewalk, just the end of it, and the stupid plastic thing broke. Since I was already irritated about it, I took it out to the trash room and broke it in half, figuring no one had seen me and that would be that.
Next day at work, I am telling my other co-slaves about it, and they all get a kick out of it. But my boss... she came in, and all she could think about was the blue broom. She couldn't find it anywhere, apparently had been looking for hours and hours (which is what she always says). Apparently Kathy stole it, so I should call her. She has it on tape, but of course, Kathy won't pick up the phone. But she makes me keep on calling and calling her. I suggest that maybe she left it at home, to which I was called an ass for. She finally gives it up. For that day.
Apparently that broom was very near and dear to her heart, so periodically she would bring up how Kathy stole it, and how awful it was, and she would make me look all over the store for it. Probably for, ohhhh, about 6 months.
Now, I would have given it back to her broken, but the thing is that she gets furiously angry when her things break, even though the receipt is probably on her desk. Returning it is not an option, you are royally screwed. Unfortunately, the flow chart didn't work.
Anyway, back to the thread, enough boring stories.
Colin