Had a meeting with a colleague in a spare office in another part of the building. This was in the days when you could smoke, we had a cig together and chucked dog ends in bin, went back to desks - unaware paper in the bin had caught fire.
Cue fire alarms, extinguishers by people in office next door to it... fire drill, all outside in car park. We had not been seen and never owned up.
Had a meeting with a colleague in a spare office in another part of the building. This was in the days when you could smoke, we had a cig together and chucked dog ends in bin, went back to desks - unaware paper in the bin had caught fire.
Cue fire alarms, extinguishers by people in office next door to it... fire drill, all outside in car park. We had not been seen and never owned up.
I once got caught on my hands and knees outside by my manager as we were leaving for the day. I had dropped 50p on the floor and it had gone into a thorn bush but I desperately needed it so was trying to get it even tough it was pitch black.
She saw me (she was in the car on the driveway out) so wound her window down and asked me what I was doing. I told her and she tried to persuade me to stop as I was crying to be honest and murmuring no,no but I carried on and she eventually gave up.
I did used to embellish my mileage allowance somewhat. When I first started though I handed in my travel expenses form to my supervisor and he threw it back it me. He said if I told the truth I would make them all look bad.
I used to be a carer and smoked a spliff with two other carers on our break, we got away with it because it was a night shift. Looking back that was quite bad!
Replaced the label in the back of a colleague's hiviz jacket. He went about for a week oblivious to the fact that he was no longer a "paramedic" but instead a "Fat Bastard"!
Replaced the label in the back of a colleague's hiviz jacket. He went about for a week oblivious to the fact that he was no longer a "paramedic" but instead a "Fat Bastard"!
Loads back in the 60s/70s when I worked in Hotels.....and yes got away with it every time because it was 'the norm' and there was no potty pc nonsense then. And both male and female staff were as bad as each other. We had something you aren't allowed now...........fun.
Repeatedly tell people who try something on in a changing room that it "really suits them", even when it makes them look like a Teletubby squeezed into a condom.
On a similar note, I once blurted out "are you sure?" to a very, very large man who asked me if I could find him some skinny jeans "in a waist 34".
It's not stealing or even breaking the law, but it's putting a sale before my integrity!
I once got caught on my hands and knees outside by my manager as we were leaving for the day. I had dropped 50p on the floor and it had gone into a thorn bush but I desperately needed it so was trying to get it even tough it was pitch black.
She saw me (she was in the car on the driveway out) so wound her window down and asked me what I was doing. I told her and she tried to persuade me to stop as I was crying to be honest and murmuring no,no but I carried on and she eventually gave up.
Loads back in the 60s/70s when I worked in Hotels.....and yes got away with it every time because it was 'the norm' and there was no potty pc nonsense then. And both male and female staff were as bad as each other. We had something you aren't allowed now...........fun.
Hmmm, wonder if your former colleagues feel the same?
I just got overwhelmed by everything, thoughts of not finding it led to thoughts of not being able to catch the bus home, not getting home and not seeing my mum as we we were planning to go out for tea.
You're not thinking rationally and all sorts just starts swamping you like letting someone down or anything else worse case scenario.
Hmmm, wonder if your former colleagues feel the same?
By that I assume you are suggesting female colleagues? If so the answer is undoubtedly yes and for the record many of them were also the prime motivators/instigators.
Loads back in the 60s/70s when I worked in Hotels.....and yes got away with it every time because it was 'the norm' and there was no potty pc nonsense then. And both male and female staff were as bad as each other. We had something you aren't allowed now...........fun.
You're allowed to have fun, you're not allowed to commit sexual harassment.
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Ok, were they bad then?
I didn't get away with it, she bore my spawn.
Now there's baby lizards running everywhere.
Cue fire alarms, extinguishers by people in office next door to it... fire drill, all outside in car park. We had not been seen and never owned up.
So did I. Shame I was a self-trader at the time.
Naughty!!!
I had a libido then. Sigh...
She saw me (she was in the car on the driveway out) so wound her window down and asked me what I was doing. I told her and she tried to persuade me to stop as I was crying to be honest and murmuring no,no but I carried on and she eventually gave up.
Love this
On a similar note, I once blurted out "are you sure?" to a very, very large man who asked me if I could find him some skinny jeans "in a waist 34".
It's not stealing or even breaking the law, but it's putting a sale before my integrity!
For real?! Crying in a bush?
Hmmm, wonder if your former colleagues feel the same?
I just got overwhelmed by everything, thoughts of not finding it led to thoughts of not being able to catch the bus home, not getting home and not seeing my mum as we we were planning to go out for tea.
You're not thinking rationally and all sorts just starts swamping you like letting someone down or anything else worse case scenario.
You're allowed to have fun, you're not allowed to commit sexual harassment.