fight in the office
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- mr_snuggles0
* hides under desk
- ********0
Aye sure rasko. Away and tag a train or something cool like that. Stroke your own ego.
- groog0
So one afternoon back in the day (2000) a client is in from the Midwest, working with an AD in the office, and one of our CDs comes down from 'Human Resources' and says "That's it for me, just got fired" (to which my fellow designer asks if he can have his i.d. card back since this CD had borrowed it to get between floors when he went upstairs in the first place.
Walks over to this client work session and starts stomping around like Cape Fear yelling "You got me fucking fired, you don't know shit about color you fucking bitch, fuck you" or some such, takes the laptop the AD and client were working on and smashes it on the ground, ranting something about not worrying about calling security, he was leaving anyway...
THAT's how to go out with a bang... the client called home and they had to move our 'team' offsite into a nearby hotel for two days!
- bulletfactory0
wow, those stories are crazy!! the worst thing that ever happened to me was....
When i wanderd into a small town in Oregon, I was arrested for vagrancy by corrupt, abusive Sheriff Will Teasle. When couldn't stand anymore abuse at the hands of Teasle and his deputies, I went crazy, killing a deputy and escaping into the surrounding hills, massively armed with every weapon I needed. The local authorities brought in my former commanding officer, colonel Samuel Trautman, and all Trautman does is tell the locals that they had better get a lot of body bags ready.
It's weird, the same thing happened to Sylvester Stallone in 1982.
- IRNlun60
hahahah bulletfactory... I always loved that line from rambo
- force0
best thread ever.
- nosaj0
We caught a robber trying to steal a computer in our office. No fight, but it almost got physical when my partner stood in front of the exit and the robber threatened to go through him. I armed myself with a tape dispenser and called the cops.
- ********0
My ego feels great!
Thanks guys!
I can lift a whole bag of post-out with it!
- ********0
this happened a LONG time ago.
i was freelancing to this somewhat attractive lady for her startup business. the first couple of meetings were at her office. no big deal. there was a bit of sexual tension but nothing out of control. a few of the later meetings took place at her home. again, not a big deal as she worked from here home a few times a week. one of the last meetings i went over to show her some pre-print pieces and candles were lit and she had wine out. she took me on a tour of the house and paid special attention to the bedroom where she said 'this is where all the magic happens'. i thought wtf but who cares, i'm freelancing. the last time i came over was a bit different. i was in a shitty mood cause i had to make more than 6 rounds of revisions to a print piece. well, i fucked up and sent the wrong file to the printer and 20 were produced. not a huge deal but she was blowing her top. she got REAL nasty with me and started to say shit about my appearance. 'YOUR FUCKIN MTV GENERATION' this and 'YOU THINK YOU'RE SO FUCKIN HOT' that... so i let loose with a bunch back of my own. we were both screaming at each other to the point that she took all 20 of the prints and the folder they were in and threw them at me. i kicked the chair out from under me that i was sitting on and the seat embedded itself into her wall. i threw my glass of water to the floor and started to yell back and the next thing i know she's ripping off my shirt and we're making out like crazy. it was the angriest sex i've ever had in my life. she was still yelling at me halfway through it.
on the drive home i called just about every friend i had at the time and told them what happened cause i couldn't believe it. she didn't even want me to stay after and clean up the water in her living room or fix the chair that busted in her wall. she threw me out. almost literally.
it was crazy.
- blaw0
several years ago i was hired by a small agency with a stipulation of a pay increase after 90 days.
during that 90 day period i handled all of the work, while everyone else drank in the office bar.
when it came time for the raise the owner was like, "yeah, i talked to my brother and he said you weren't worth the extra money."
i went apeshit and started over the desk, but stopped and left it at yelling and swearing.
got the raise, but more importantly, i got the hell out of there as quickly as possible.
i wasn't too surprised to see the place shut down less than a year later.
- ********0
when you say "female" you mean "dude", right?
- ********0
back in 1998 i just started working at this design firm in hoffman estates. a week later they call an all staff meeting. as i'm going to one of the two office rooms my art director goes 'no you're in the other one'. i thought nothing of it cause there was about 40 people working there at the time and not all of us could fit in all one office room.
the beginning of the meeting went like this.
"those of you in here are fine. those in the other room are fired" and just after he said the word fired there was this loud 'WHAT!!' from the other office and then CRASH an office chair was thrown through the plate glass window and this huge sales guy comes storming out of the window he just busted out. this was after my first fucking week. it was my first real design job so i was just stunned at what was going on.
i guess the dude just bought a new house and his wife got pregnant so he really needed the job, next thing he knows he's canned. damn.
never saw the dude again.
- blaw0
summer after high school i was working the night shift at a convenience store.
this little dude used to come in and be a right rude bastard on a regular basis.
one night he says, "i want two hotdogs, and they better taste good. if they don't i'm shoving them in your face."
i flipped out on him, threatened to choke him to death with the phone cord, threw all of his stuff at him, and he ran out the door promising to call my boss.
so much for the little tough guy.
- ********0
hahaha! these stories are great!
- sherman0
programmer vs programmer
what id pay to see that
- ********0
There'd be no sport in fighting in this office.
- madirish0
those are crazy stories k0na!
and i too would pay to see the dev vs. dev fight...
- ********0
and this huge sales guy comes storming out of the window he just busted out. this was after my first fucking week. it was my first real design job so i was just stunned at what was going on.
i guess the dude just bought a new house and his wife got pregnant so he really needed the job, next thing he knows he's canned. damn.
never saw the dude again.
kOna
(Mar 17 06, 09:00)indian cheif from cuckoos nest who like to strangle short jews and their wop wives?
- fullerc0
about 6 years I worked for a family owned art supply company doing print work. It was pretty much a jr designer job. Our boss was the owners son and had the title of VP of Marketing and would show up once a week and drink in his office or ask me how to download porn. He was suppose to to be working on this huge yearly catalog but I guess he forgot to tell us. He came in one day and asked my Art Dirrector where it was at and she knew nothing about the project and it was due in a week.
He went ape shit cursing at her and throwing shit. She could have totally sued his ass for his actions but she left crying.
No more than 30 minutes latter he called me into his office and offered me the Art Director position.
When I turned him down he had this look on his face like he was going to kill me.
I found a new job like a week later.The only plus of that job was once when I got my last promotion/raise he took me to a tittie bar for lunch with some female coworkers. We never came back to work and had our coworkers dancing on tables taking off their cloths.
- fullerc0
Last year I stayed a few hours late to finish up, stuff and post a huge print job that the PM had signed off on at about 5 PM and told me it had to go out tonight.
First thing the next day he had major changes that involved high rez layered PSD files.
He called me at 8:30, 8:45, then and 9 AM to ask if it was finished and posted to the printers FTP site. The last time he called he asked what was taking so long and I told him it would be done when it's done and asked if he wanted to do the changes.
He replied F U SMART ASS and hung up the phone. Before I could hang up my line he was standing behind me huffing a puffing.
I stood up and went toe to toe and said C"MON LETS GO! and he backed down.
Now we aren't allowed to work on the same projects and we see each other at the gym and we crack up about it.