True story.
Many years ago, I worked for a large company as a secretary. We had an empty office on our floor, and the head honchos had moved in one of their buddies off of the penthouse floor because he had a reputation for frequent inappropriate comments to the young ladies who worked up there. The "good old boys" network used to get away with a lot of stuff they can't get away with nowadays. He didn't get fired - just moved to where he wouldn't embarrass them.
This guy was paid a VERY handsome salary, and did - literally - absolutely nothing all day. Came in late, long lunches, left early. Every afternoon, around 2:00, he would put his feet up on his desk, lean back in his chair, and start to read the Wall Street Journal . . . right in my line of vision. About 2:10, he would be sound asleep, newspaper across his chest, mouth wide open.
Around 2:12 the darn phone on his desk would ring and wake him up with such a start that he'd almost fall out of his chair.
It was better than an afternoon coffee break . . . the sheer pleasure of watching him jump.![]()


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My door does have a lock but he also has a skeleton key and can get into any office in the building. He is the VP of IT so I suppose that made sense at one time. I dunno. I think HR and the housekeeper should have a skeleton key and that's it. I'm going to do the glitter for sure. The carpet is dark but it has flecks of red and blue so any dark glitter will fit right in. And it's Christmas so I can be like what, it's part of my decorations, get off the floor butthead.



