can be embarrasing/funny etc
whilst driving to a job with a workmate following behind in an identical van i stopped at a junction but the guy behind was still doing 60mph and never noticed id stopped so he ploughed right through the back of my van and wrote off both vans
not easy calling the boss to tell him 2 of his vans only 3 months old were wrecked.
well lets hear them
I was driving a delivery van and pulled up to a covered parking area at a yuppie country club as people in tuxedos were walking around. The top of the box of the van was taller than the covered porch so I knocked down a few spanish tiles and looked like an ass. Luckily I didn’t care much about the job, but I still felt like a fuckin idiot. I gave my employers info to the people at the country club.
When I got back to work I told my boss “did you get a phone call about my mishap?” and he said yes but it turned out to be all good. He wasn’t pissed at me or anything…and insurance covered it.
I once got fired from a job because we had a bet going about who could bed the first girl when we did a delivery. It turned out to be me.
The down side was that the girl had a boyfriend that I didn’t know about. He came in and raised hell. Can’t blame him really!
Saddest thing that happened was I broke one of my own personal rules and fell in love with someone I worked with. We split 17 months later. Best 17 months of my life. “anyone who says it’s better to have loved and lost… Try it”.
had a diving accident/misshap about 3yrs ago at malin head ireland. about 8 of us were doing a drift dive (using the fast flowing currents) and the boat was suposed to follow our marker boey, which he didnt and we ended up 5miles out to see in only 1 hour. the current at that point is scary, you’ll bassicly end up in norway or america and way too strong to swim against. any ways long story short 1 lad took sick and didnt dive that day if it wasnt for him alerting the coast guard we’d be well buggererd the guy in the boat just fucked off.
[quote]irvs wrote:
had a diving accident/misshap about 3yrs ago at malin head ireland. about 8 of us were doing a drift dive (using the fast flowing currents) and the boat was suposed to follow our marker boey, which he didnt and we ended up 5miles out to see in only 1 hour. the current at that point is scary, you’ll bassicly end up in norway or america and way too strong to swim against. any ways long story short 1 lad took sick and didnt dive that day if it wasnt for him alerting the coast guard we’d be well buggererd the guy in the boat just fucked off. [/quote]
Funny, when I read this post the first thing I thought of was last summer when I was DMing on a boat out of Marathon in the Florida Keys. Night Dive with an instructor from out of town who was supposed to be making this dive with AOW students. Long story short I guess the guy thought it was a better idea to go lobstering instead of sticking with his newly certified divers. 3-4 foot seas in pitch black I’m swiming around the ocean pulling 4 fat ass ppl who were out of air to the boat. One of the guys ditched his tank? He said he didnt want to ditch his weights because he just bought them, we charged him 120 bucks for the tank, his weights maybe cost him 30bucks at most.
I grew up in a bad neighborhood before my family moved when I was 15. Lot’s of bad things happened.
Guess the worst was when one of my friends who lived 6 or 7 houses down was over, and her moms comes running down to get her and drag her home. Wouldn’t say why. About 5 minutes later I heard gun shots. Climbed up the tree and hid like dad said to do when I heard guns. Few minutes later, that friends brother came running though. He hid in some bushes a couple houses down. A cop that was chasing him came running after him. Was standing there, didn’t know where the kid was. Kid jumps out, shoots the cop in the throat, cop dies there in his partners arms while the kid runs home to mommy. All that because he was dealing in a block that wasn’t his, and the guy that usually dealt there got in a tiff with the kid and attracted the cops attention.
The cop was 20 years old. I was seven.
I think my childhood ended that day. I remember attending his funeral. It was huge - three blocks lined with people. His partner was in his 50’s and getting ready to retire. He was sobbing so bad he couldn’t drive the car all the way through the procession.
I think my childhood ended that day. Before then, I’d never seen anyone actually die - they always died in the hospital. I never realized that a cop could die and that a full grown man could sob.
If the worst thing that ever happens to you at work is funny or embarassing, count yourself lucky.
[quote]hoosegow wrote:
If the worst thing that ever happens to you at work is funny or embarassing, count yourself lucky.[/quote]
No shit, I used to work at a slaughterhouse called “Conestoga Meat Packers” in a small town in Ontario called “Breslau”. A piece of shit coke head threw a knife into his sister leg because she “pissed him off”. Another guy got stabbed by another guy because he touched his ass. Not that I agree with touching another man’s ass but such a joke doesn’t warrant stabbing somebody in the gut.
The worst thing that ever happened to me at work wasn’t funny. It was painful as hell.
I was working at a school like a year ago and things were going relatively good. I was a Teacher’s assistant for the english department and a substitute teacher and evenutally I was given a small class of my own. Big mistake.
By this time I was really, really, deep into depression and anxiety so deep that I was having difficulty focusing on creating lesson plans. I mean my shit wasn’t straight and I was disorganized as hell. Eventually my boss called me out on it and I was trying to do my best. In like January I was working on my lesson plan in order to get it done. I told myself that I wasn’t going to sleep until I got the lesson plan completed. I stayed up all night, and at 6 in the morning it still wasn’t complete and I had to go to work.
Before getting there I was a nervous wreck and I was calling people left and right. My Dad didn’t answer his phone. My cousin wouldn’t answer her phone. I walked into that bitch sweating straight bullets absolutely sure that I was going to get eaten alive for what had happened. Then it happened. My heart rate went sky high, my hands began to tremble and started to sweat more and more. I told my co-worker I was going to the bathroom. I went up stairs in the men’s bathroom and hid out for an hour and a half.
When I got out of there I was scared and trying to sort out what had happened. I saw a co-worker, told him I was Bipolar and had anxiety issues and I had suffered a panic attack. He told me that it wasn’t a problem that everybody has their issues and that it was going to be OK. I didn’t believe it and I was scared shitless in facing my boss.I was hiding out in my friends office while preparing what I was going to say to my boss and what did you know we had a fire drill.
I couldn’t stay in the school because I could have lost my job so I went outside and was roaming around trying not to be noticed. When all the kids and administrators went inside my boss was still waiting at the door for three minutes. Yes all this is true. Then she finally called my name out and asked if we needed to talk. I screamed in anger “WHat?!”
We went inside and talked about what had went down. I told her everything. She didn’t know the first thing about mental illness. I was so embarrassed and she was telling me that she understood all that was going on and I had problems, but she had to look out for the best interests of the students and she wanted me to have a sit down with her and the principal of the school.
I had to sit in solitude for an hour and a half while I waited for my meeting. They told me that while they understood my issues I had to make a choice: if I thought that I should stay or should I go. My immediate boss told me to call her by sunday for my decision. I called her straight up and told her that I was staying and I wanted to prove myself.
The sad thing is that this wasn’t even the worst part of the situation.
I light myself on fire every weekend (blacksmith). Every once in a while at the days end Ill have tiny little blisters all over my forearms, thru my shirt and on my face. Sometimes a piece of steel will pop and itll spray tiny little pieces of 3000 degree coal everywhere. I like it.
[quote]hoosegow wrote:
If the worst thing that ever happens to you at work is funny or embarassing, count yourself lucky.[/quote]
When child dies a preventable death. That’s the worse. 