Stupid people that have jobs
Originally Posted by vtec9,May 8 2008, 02:51 PM
That will teach you not to get pisser loaded again. And me making fun of you right now will teach you not to say pisser loaded in this forum anymore... wait for it.. You suck.
I've got a handgun.
You mouth off to me again,
and the next time I see you
I'll have that pisser loaded.
That work for you?

Be nicer and I'll tell another story. Might've told it before, not sure.
Originally Posted by 177ark,May 8 2008, 11:53 AM
Back in the days of high school I sat next to this gay dude and this really hot chick in a physics class.
Girl to Gay Dude: "I like those jeans you are wearing. What brand are they?"
Gay Dude to Girl: "Guess."
Girl to Gay Dude: "Levi's?"
ME: LOL
(i might have dated myself with the fact that someone was wearing guess jeans when I went to high school, but it is still a funny story none-the-less, and I am old)
Girl to Gay Dude: "I like those jeans you are wearing. What brand are they?"
Gay Dude to Girl: "Guess."
Girl to Gay Dude: "Levi's?"
ME: LOL
(i might have dated myself with the fact that someone was wearing guess jeans when I went to high school, but it is still a funny story none-the-less, and I am old)
Originally Posted by The Raptor,May 8 2008, 02:54 PM
I was at the Albertson's deli counter last week. I said to the chick behind the counter: "I'll take 1/4 pound of that Swiss cheese. Just eyeball it and cut it in one slice." She just gave me this
look. I said "Hold it up to the counter. Cut off this much -- one slice." Another
look. "I said set the slicer to this wide." She started to cry. Finally the deli manager came over and did it.
look. I said "Hold it up to the counter. Cut off this much -- one slice." Another
look. "I said set the slicer to this wide." She started to cry. Finally the deli manager came over and did it.
This has nothing to do with a job, but it is a stupid story about a friend of mine.
I was on the way back from a BBQ with some fellow S2Ki members in camping country north of the city last Saturday and stopped at a friend's house to help with an HID install in the fog lights of his STI.
I arrived to the front bumper lying on the floor of the garage and helped out with the process of mounting the ballasts and customizing the enclosure where the bulbs were mounted previously, and wiring things up - pretty much plug and play. We did have some issues though because during manufacturing the positive and negative terminals were switched and we couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.
Finally we decided we had figured it out and swapped the wires and I made the comment that "Yep, they're going to work now - uh oh, shouldn't have said that" and looked around for something wood to knock on before asking my buddy Mike J if he had a piece of wood handy.
Living in a neighborhood that is still under construction he mentioned that he didn't have any but that he could find one. I looked at his brother and we realized that Mike J hadn't quite understood why I wanted the wood. So as he walked away to find a piece he asked how big it should be. I told him if it was a 2x4" that it should no longer than a foot long.
About 5 minutes passed and I heard Mike returning and he yelled out "I've got one here but it's dirty. Will that be okay?!" I told him it would be better if it were clean, so Mike turned around and kept looking for another 10 minutes while I sat in the garage with his brother, having a smoke.
Mike returned with a foot long piece of 2x4" and I said "Perfect" and took it out of his hand, knocked on it, and handed it back to him. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment while I got in the car, turned the key, and the lights worked. He turned around and walked out the garage and said 'Ohhh I get it."
Smart feller.
I was on the way back from a BBQ with some fellow S2Ki members in camping country north of the city last Saturday and stopped at a friend's house to help with an HID install in the fog lights of his STI.
I arrived to the front bumper lying on the floor of the garage and helped out with the process of mounting the ballasts and customizing the enclosure where the bulbs were mounted previously, and wiring things up - pretty much plug and play. We did have some issues though because during manufacturing the positive and negative terminals were switched and we couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.
Finally we decided we had figured it out and swapped the wires and I made the comment that "Yep, they're going to work now - uh oh, shouldn't have said that" and looked around for something wood to knock on before asking my buddy Mike J if he had a piece of wood handy.
Living in a neighborhood that is still under construction he mentioned that he didn't have any but that he could find one. I looked at his brother and we realized that Mike J hadn't quite understood why I wanted the wood. So as he walked away to find a piece he asked how big it should be. I told him if it was a 2x4" that it should no longer than a foot long.
About 5 minutes passed and I heard Mike returning and he yelled out "I've got one here but it's dirty. Will that be okay?!" I told him it would be better if it were clean, so Mike turned around and kept looking for another 10 minutes while I sat in the garage with his brother, having a smoke.
Mike returned with a foot long piece of 2x4" and I said "Perfect" and took it out of his hand, knocked on it, and handed it back to him. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment while I got in the car, turned the key, and the lights worked. He turned around and walked out the garage and said 'Ohhh I get it."
Smart feller.
Originally Posted by MikeyCB,May 12 2008, 01:40 PM
This has nothing to do with a job, but it is a stupid story about a friend of mine.
I was on the way back from a BBQ with some fellow S2Ki members in camping country north of the city last Saturday and stopped at a friend's house to help with an HID install in the fog lights of his STI.
I arrived to the front bumper lying on the floor of the garage and helped out with the process of mounting the ballasts and customizing the enclosure where the bulbs were mounted previously, and wiring things up - pretty much plug and play. We did have some issues though because during manufacturing the positive and negative terminals were switched and we couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.
Finally we decided we had figured it out and swapped the wires and I made the comment that "Yep, they're going to work now - uh oh, shouldn't have said that" and looked around for something wood to knock on before asking my buddy Mike J if he had a piece of wood handy.
Living in a neighborhood that is still under construction he mentioned that he didn't have any but that he could find one. I looked at his brother and we realized that Mike J hadn't quite understood why I wanted the wood. So as he walked away to find a piece he asked how big it should be. I told him if it was a 2x4" that it should no longer than a foot long.
About 5 minutes passed and I heard Mike returning and he yelled out "I've got one here but it's dirty. Will that be okay?!" I told him it would be better if it were clean, so Mike turned around and kept looking for another 10 minutes while I sat in the garage with his brother, having a smoke.
Mike returned with a foot long piece of 2x4" and I said "Perfect" and took it out of his hand, knocked on it, and handed it back to him. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment while I got in the car, turned the key, and the lights worked. He turned around and walked out the garage and said 'Ohhh I get it."
Smart feller.
I was on the way back from a BBQ with some fellow S2Ki members in camping country north of the city last Saturday and stopped at a friend's house to help with an HID install in the fog lights of his STI.
I arrived to the front bumper lying on the floor of the garage and helped out with the process of mounting the ballasts and customizing the enclosure where the bulbs were mounted previously, and wiring things up - pretty much plug and play. We did have some issues though because during manufacturing the positive and negative terminals were switched and we couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.
Finally we decided we had figured it out and swapped the wires and I made the comment that "Yep, they're going to work now - uh oh, shouldn't have said that" and looked around for something wood to knock on before asking my buddy Mike J if he had a piece of wood handy.
Living in a neighborhood that is still under construction he mentioned that he didn't have any but that he could find one. I looked at his brother and we realized that Mike J hadn't quite understood why I wanted the wood. So as he walked away to find a piece he asked how big it should be. I told him if it was a 2x4" that it should no longer than a foot long.
About 5 minutes passed and I heard Mike returning and he yelled out "I've got one here but it's dirty. Will that be okay?!" I told him it would be better if it were clean, so Mike turned around and kept looking for another 10 minutes while I sat in the garage with his brother, having a smoke.
Mike returned with a foot long piece of 2x4" and I said "Perfect" and took it out of his hand, knocked on it, and handed it back to him. He stood there dumbfounded for a moment while I got in the car, turned the key, and the lights worked. He turned around and walked out the garage and said 'Ohhh I get it."
Smart feller.
Here is my stupid worker story.
Me and 2 co-workers are on our 30 min break. So we decided to go to carl's Jr. The line was pretty long but we said screw it. We finally get to order and its this mexican chick who speaks almost no engrish. I ordered a number 4. My other friend orders a famous star meal and my cheap buddy orders 1 chicken strip and a small coke. We finally get the food and the bish only give my friend 1 chicken strip. Me and my friend started lauging so damn hard it was funny and my friend who got ripped off was pissed. The lady couldn't really understand us so she got her manager and he appologised about the whole thing and fixed it. We got to work late but oh well.







