Yeah! I Was Totally Waving At You! ...Not.

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FlakeNoir

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...as I have lived in small towns most of my life-and my jobs have been quite public in nature(oh the Man Jayzus, the jokes I'm gonna get from THAT)-I have gotten to know scads and scores of folks, and they me....so I'm waving at people all the time-and if I mistakenly wave at someone that I thought I knew, I'll laugh and strike up a conversation-or if they don't seem receptive and look at me like I'm a ninny-I'll start drooling and ask em for a quarter....
You'd be kind of hard to mistake though, yar? Just saying.... :biggrin2:
 

ghost19

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...nice hat Sparky....they give you free bullets with that, and a bowl of soup???....
Our section supervisor has remarked several times on several occasions, "If you bunch of idiots spent HALF as much time working as you do playing pranks, there is no telling what you could accomplish."...To which one of us yelled back "But then where would I find time to court your mother boss?" LMAO. You know you've done good when your boss just shakes his head, ruefully smiles, does an about face and heads back into his office. You know you're going to take an ass chewing at some point for that crack, but it's going to be worth it....and it was:)
 

ghost19

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..yeppur, we're always there to shove that knife in a LITTLE bit harder, twist it and call yer Mama names....
Oh yeah, most definitely. If you do something silly in front of these guys, be prepared to reap the whirlwind, for weeks afterwards...lol
Here's a quick story from just a few weeks ago. We have a common use laptop we use to give presentations, power points, etc. All of us have a folder on the desktop with our names, then you open the folder, there's your files. Mine all have to do with intelligence gathering, dissemination, etc. Anyway, I'm all set up in the training room with the five new rookies who are ready with their notebooks and giving me their full attention as I run thru my spiel about street names, aliases, and a few intro topics before I get to my power point. I then notice three of my co-workers enter the back of the training room and sit down. They've all seen this presentation a hundred times, so I KNOW there is no way this is on the level. I keep talking but I'm looking around the room for the proverbial bucket of water set to drench me at any given moment. I go so far as to ask my guys "You guys bored or something?" "Negative. We were told to report to this class for intel refresher with the rookies.".... I know they have been given no such orders. This class is for newbies not for old timers like all of us. If the three grins in the back of the room were any larger they'd do the Cheshire cat justice. I proceed to open my power point which is where it's supposed to be. I then notice right as I double click on the icon that the "modified date" is the date of the class. I haven't touched this file in months.....to make a long story short, My power point opens with an embedded pic of me circa de 1998. My original employee pic had been photo shopped to include a very elegant black evening dress and high heels. I had a very bad mustache in my original employee pic and there was a an arrow point from the mustache to a caption reading "Would you trust someone with a mustache this cheesy?" The back of the room erupted, the rookies were about to fall out of their chairs. I couldn't do much except shake my head and tell them to take a 5-minute break. Turns out my co-workers had slipped in their own "power point" complete with renaming it to the same thing I called my power point so I wouldn't immediately be suspicious. I'm still considering my retaliation options.....
 
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