Great moments at work.

[StanScratch]

I like my job. It's not exactly an exciting one, but it keeps me busy and pays the bills.
Today, we had a store meeting (I work in a national home improvement center). We broke into departments for little meetings, I going with the garden department, since I work in garden.
The discussion turned to the department's future, with the upcoming Christmas season. One of our newer associates asked if we decorated the artificial trees, to which our department head replied:

DH: "No, we hire fluffers to do this. We have people who come in, and they fluff the Christmas trees." Immediately, I am chewing on my inner cheek as to not burst out laughing.
Associate: "They are called fluffers?"
DH: "Yes, they are trained fluffers. They give the trees a full, fluffy look."
I look at one of my fellow workers, whose eyes are wide open, as is his mouth.
Me: "Do they just fluff the trees?"
At that, he loses it.
DH: "Yes, they only fluff the trees. They need it, since they have been crammed in the box for so long."
That pretty much ended my part of the conversation, as I almost hit the floor. Our poor DH and a couple of other associates never did get in on the joke.
A little later, the other guy came up to me. "Man, I've never been so excited about Christmas since I was a kid! I want to meet these fluffers! I wonder if they just work for us."
I shrugged. "I think last year, a couple of them were dudes."

 

[Wainkerr99]

:glugglug: :hatsoff:

 

[sexarise! chick]

LOL.....I would probably bursted out laughing as soon as they said fluffers.

Tammy

 

[Skyraider22]

:1orglaughMoments like that really make work fun:hatsoff:

 

[biomech]

Oh man I would of lost it immediately. Good stuff.

 

[24788]

Only losers work at national home improvement centers. *cries*

 

[JacknCoke]

hahah thats great:rofl:

 

[lurkingdirk]

nice.
i had a colleague send out a memo asking for help to set up for the christmas party. it read like this:
"Christina is in charge of getting the tables set up for food and entertainment, so if you can help her, let her know! She'd like to get her hands on your muscle!"

 

[JordanRules]

I like my job. It's not exactly an exciting one, but it keeps me busy and pays the bills.
Today, we had a store meeting (I work in a national home improvement center). We broke into departments for little meetings, I going with the garden department, since I work in garden.
The discussion turned to the department's future, with the upcoming Christmas season. One of our newer associates asked if we decorated the artificial trees, to which our department head replied:

DH: "No, we hire fluffers to do this. We have people who come in, and they fluff the Christmas trees." Immediately, I am chewing on my inner cheek as to not burst out laughing.
Associate: "They are called fluffers?"
DH: "Yes, they are trained fluffers. They give the trees a full, fluffy look."
I look at one of my fellow workers, whose eyes are wide open, as is his mouth.
Me: "Do they just fluff the trees?"
At that, he loses it.
DH: "Yes, they only fluff the trees. They need it, since they have been crammed in the box for so long."
That pretty much ended my part of the conversation, as I almost hit the floor. Our poor DH and a couple of other associates never did get in on the joke.
A little later, the other guy came up to me. "Man, I've never been so excited about Christmas since I was a kid! I want to meet these fluffers! I wonder if they just work for us."
I shrugged. "I think last year, a couple of them were dudes."

Great story! Thanks for sharing! :glugglug:

 

[gunslingingbird]

Gee, I wish my job had fluffers. I guess I'll just have to settle for overflow groupies... :dunno:

 

[Ace Bandage]

Here's my favorite from work. I teach 8th grade English. Last year in my accelerated class, we were working on a characterization assignment. The students had to write a description of the characters and then note the changes that occurred throughout the story. Being the OCD teacher that I am, I gave the students a chart that they could use to fill in the information in order to keep it organized. One of the characters had quite a few details to keep track of. A girl in the class with big bubbly writing exasperatingly said, "There's not enough in room in my box for all of this." To which one of my humorous, class clown type students replied, "That's what she said!"

I tried as hard I could not to laugh. I was unsuccessful. As soon as I cracked a smile, everyone started laughing. What are you supposed to say to that? I gave the kid his 15 seconds of glory, and then we moved on. Was it inappropriate? Yes. But it was damn funny. And school shouldn't be serious all the time. Plus, I really can't yell at a kid if I was thinking the same thing.

 

[gunslingingbird]

Here's my favorite from work. I teach 8th grade English. Last year in my accelerated class, we were working on a characterization assignment. The students had to write a description of the characters and then note the changes that occurred throughout the story. Being the OCD teacher that I am, I gave the students a chart that they could use to fill in the information in order to keep it organized. One of the characters had quite a few details to keep track of. A girl in the class with big bubbly writing exasperatingly said, "There's not enough in room in my box for all of this." To which one of my humorous, class clown type students replied, "That's what she said!"

I tried as hard I could not to laugh. I was unsuccessful. As soon as I cracked a smile, everyone started laughing. What are you supposed to say to that? I gave the kid his 15 seconds of glory, and then we moved on. Was it inappropriate? Yes. But it was damn funny. And school shouldn't be serious all the time. Plus, I really can't yell at a kid if I was thinking the same thing.

I'm sure some fucktard would try to say that it was inappropriate and lecherous for you to laugh at that. :hatsoff:

 

[JordanRules]

Here's my favorite from work. I teach 8th grade English. Last year in my accelerated class, we were working on a characterization assignment. The students had to write a description of the characters and then note the changes that occurred throughout the story. Being the OCD teacher that I am, I gave the students a chart that they could use to fill in the information in order to keep it organized. One of the characters had quite a few details to keep track of. A girl in the class with big bubbly writing exasperatingly said, "There's not enough in room in my box for all of this." To which one of my humorous, class clown type students replied, "That's what she said!"

I tried as hard I could not to laugh. I was unsuccessful. As soon as I cracked a smile, everyone started laughing. What are you supposed to say to that? I gave the kid his 15 seconds of glory, and then we moved on. Was it inappropriate? Yes. But it was damn funny. And school shouldn't be serious all the time. Plus, I really can't yell at a kid if I was thinking the same thing.

You probably look a little cooler to the kids for laughing at that.

 

[Ace Boobtoucher]

I was tending bar in Omaha about ten years ago. I won't name the business but it rhymes with Muffalo Mild Mings.

Anyway, this guy who looks like he's about 14 years old lights up a smoke. I wasn't really doing anything at the time so I decided to mess with him. I asked to see his I.D. and he got really bent out of shape. I explained that since state law required a purchaser of tobacco products to be eighteen so too it applied to the use of the products (which it does). He showed me the I.D.which showed he was barely 21. I thanked him and started to walk away when he called me a few choice words.

I walked back to his table and said I would not tolerate any further abuse and that he should be thankful he looks young because people will check his I.D. when he's well into his thirties.

I headed back to work and he yells out, "something, something, Mother Fucker!"

I stomped back to his table and said, "This is a family place. There are little kids here with their parents and I guarentee they don't appreciate your tantrum. I did advise you to watch your language and you ignored me. It's now time for you to leave. Through the door or through the window. I don't care which."

With that I put everything on the table onto a tray and waited for him to exit. Which he started to do but he stopped by the cashier, where one of my managers was standing and started bitching about me and how he wanted a full refund and really tore into my boss. He was dropping f-bombs left and right and I was getting a little edgy. The straw that broke the camels back though, was when he pointed at me and said, "And I want him to fucking apologize."

"What was that?" I asked as politely as I could. "You heard me. I want a fucking apology."

"You can suck an apology out of my dick."

Stunned silence. The 16 year old cashier stood there with her mouth agape and my manager could only give himself a face palm. The obstinate customer quietly collected his refund and got out of there as fast as he could because he thought I was the craziest man he'd ever met, I guess.

Later when my boss was firing me we both had a good laugh over a couple beers.

 

[StanScratch]

The Christmas tree fluffers came in yesterday. What a fucking disappointment.
One, they come in on a Friday, one of the busier days of the week.
Two: the group consisted of an old guy, an old lady and an OK younger woman. It was tough masturbating to them, but I finally managed to pull one off, despite being interrupted by idiotic customer questions like "where is the plumbing department," "do you carry lightbulbs" and "Why are you jacking off into that can of paint?"

 

[lechepicha]

Here's my favorite from work. I teach 8th grade English. Last year in my accelerated class, we were working on a characterization assignment. The students had to write a description of the characters and then note the changes that occurred throughout the story. Being the OCD teacher that I am, I gave the students a chart that they could use to fill in the information in order to keep it organized. One of the characters had quite a few details to keep track of. A girl in the class with big bubbly writing exasperatingly said, "There's not enough in room in my box for all of this." To which one of my humorous, class clown type students replied, "That's what she said!"

:rofl:
:rofl2:

nice story, Andronicus Ry!

thanks for sharing :wave2:

 

[lostwood_7]

Once I was order some parts for a project at work. The sale associate told me, " Hold on a sec', I'm going to transfer you to our accounts department for billing info...you'll be talking with Ms. Hummer."

 

[Born2Jizz]

I love these stories!! You guys are hilarious! I especially like the "you can suck an apology out of my dick" line and "why are you jacking off into a can of paint" FUCKING LMAO! I ALSO got fired from buffalo wild wings! I threw a chair at a co-worker. NOT LIKE YOU THINK!! I threw the chair IN GENERAL (obviously I was pissed), and it HAPPENED to land behind the girl I worked with, as she had just walked around the corner. This was obviously PRE my double does of court ordered anger managment....... I was a pretty angry kid, ok??? Lol:dunno::dunno: