General Chat

The key to the tea machine.

Why is it that there is always someone who is given a key to a cupboard then they think they own the company. NORMANLY A JUMPED TEA BOY who couldn't make a cup of tea if they tried. I'VE MET MANY OF THEM

Nowadays it's the 'fine young things' with their special coffee jugs/makers.
They spend ages warming the pot, putting coffee in, waiting, faffing about, then take the whole kit 'n' kaboodle back to their desk.
Once finished, they're back at the sink, carefully cleaning every crevice of their device out, thus ensuring we 'plebs' have to hang about - or come back later - to give our mug a quick rinse before spooning in our instant coffee.

Or the really beautiful intelligent woman. I was looking in the mirror :-D :-D :-D :-D

...or the bloke (always a bloke) with the half smoked fag behind his ear.
Or the lovely handsome generous witty.... oh sorry, that's me.

Stenographers did that Maggie

Egg and mayonnaise for full-blown office stench!

The one with the egg sandwich.

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

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?

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

Sharron. :-D :-D :-D

I would have been grateful, Shirley.

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

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