The only hard evidence of my old boss' awesomeitude: Burton’s store leader Adam Mazur summed it up “Ladies night was off the chain! Everyone had a blast.” Employee futuresailors was the luckiest one of them all stating, “I got more digits than the yellow pages.” Talk about a good day at the office!
That was in Transworld.
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Tom Dalton wrote:You're a dumbass for making this thread to begin with.
magiclawnchair wrote:fuck that bitter old man
smile_man wrote:
ifeellikeatourist wrote:
Pedals aren't everything, yada, yada, yeah I know.
fuck you.
McSpunckle wrote:I ctrl+f'd mountain goats and decided we aren't friends anymore.
I used to work in a lab that always had a case of beer in the cold room, and a few bottles of 95% non-denatured ethanol kicking around with various types of fruit in them for flavour. On a good day (publication, good result, someone just got their PhD...), the boss would appear with a bottle of single malt which we would drink out of centrifuge tubes and lab beakers. Hammered by lunchtime, we'd spend the rest of the day in the pub across the street except for a quick jaunt to the local curry house.
He was a cunt otherwise, but there was always booze. Punch ups in the lab were not uncommon.
Good deals done with all these guys Canada, we put the "u" in satire