General Chat

In my youth, if you worked in a place where a number of other people were also employed, you always knew that there would be one bloke who had a bit of Elastoplast on the arm of his glasses, one who always had a bit of cotton wool in his ear and one with a pencil behind his ear.

I think it might have been the law then that you had to employ these three people.

You have forgotten the one who thought he was God's gift to women :-D :-D

Or the smelly one in a pin-striped suit & stained tie on hot Summer days.

Or the P A who thinks she is the only one who can make a perfect cup of tea for the boss.

What about the person that knew everything but did nothing?

everybody thought someone should do something but no one could decide who was best/worst....at anything..

And that one with the racing bike.

Or the one who always enjoyed a 'liquid' lunch.

The one who had a University degree in Electronics but can't tell you which component or it's capaticance etc that is laying on the bench :-D

And the one who was sly and would put an arm over your shoulders or a sly touch on the waist who you thought was creepy but couldn’t pinpoint it
We had one who was a Batchelor and came across as quiet inoffensive guy

He was creepy though

One time after a particular hot weekend I had caught the sun a bit across the shoulders and I was talking to some colleagues when he came over and did the slimy arm over the shoulder nearly touching one boob and I shouted ouch !!!

He jumped back all of a dither and said so sorry

Never touched me up again though

I would have been grateful, Shirley.

Sharron. :-D :-D :-D

As long as he didn't knock my pencil out from behind my ear!

There was always one had six fountain pens in his breast pocket.

We had one who smoked a pipe and it was awful.So one day when he went out of the office, the" boys" emptied the pipe, chopped up elastic bands and put them in the pipe and topped it up with the remains from before.
When he lit it, it was hilarious and even smellier which made him consider not smoking it in the office anymore;-)))))

Florence in the hebrides

One I worked with would throw a wobbly from time to time and would invariably light his pipe while he marched about banging in to things.

In the cause of a quiet life we would pop a bit of cannabis in his pipe in the morning.

:-D :-D :-D :-D Sharron

Dermot. Years ago my friend invited a colleague to her home made her fully undress and told her to have a bath, she needed more than one to get clean, then had her clothes laundered, neither her nor her clothes had seen soap and water for a few years.

The one who who thought deodorant was unatural yet needed it the most. Why did they always seem to sit with their hands on their head giving us all maximum exposure?

Don't forget the office worker who feels the need to thump the keyboard as hard as possible when doing their 'one fingered' typing.