The imagination is a wonderful tool ... and talking of tools, what have you been up to at the workplace for the last few days kickster? Have you been throwing out important files, deleting large documents off the network, ignoring projects that you can't be bothered starting since you'll be gone in another week, superglueing your bosses chair to the wall, what?
I have been trying not to act any different. I haven't let on that I'm quitting yet. I actually worked on writing a letter of recommendation for my boss to sign for a couple days. Reading it, you would think I was the second coming of Christ. My boss just signed it and gave it back to me without looking at the gushing praise that I heaped on myself on his behalf! Hehehe! I love it!
Yeah, I've been slacking off a little bit, but not so much that it would tip anyone off. I might let people know next week, but the less false sadness at my leaving that I have to endure, the better.
I'm starting to get really excited about this.
so what are you going to do for your ' i quit' prank????
at the very least u should do this to the annoying woman u work with --
I'm not feelin' it, shewolf. I could tell you I am going to spread mayonnaise all over my keyboard, or pee in the water cooler, or send a bowl of vomit to the CEO, but that would just be a lie. I will probably just leave without any fuss, and just be as happy as can be with that. That moment that I walk out the doors for the last time though...oh my god, what a moment that is going to be!!!
so then, no prank, but when you get home on your last day , you are going to do the naked hoola in front of your mirrored closet while your cat watches?
BorisKitten wrote:Actually I was thinking about his balls (I'm sure he'll be pleased to hear I was) since my breasts are in the same league... that is, not big enough to really impress anyone.
Any more than a mouthful is a waste.
Heeven, I'm sorely tempted to respond, but I'm censoring myself instead.
RP, what did you google to find that great picture?
mac,
i typed "cubicle funny" w/o quotes, altho quotes prolly woul've narrowed it down even more...
Heeven wrote:BorisKitten wrote:Actually I was thinking about his balls (I'm sure he'll be pleased to hear I was) since my breasts are in the same league... that is, not big enough to really impress anyone.
Any more than a mouthful is a waste.
The good news: everyone knows they're real.
So prankless Kicky, I hope that final walk-out feels just as darned good as it should. May the sun shine on your freedom.
And hey, congrats on your guilt-free exit... you deserve it!
Wow, kicky, just saw this forum, and scanned through all 12 pages. One word of advise; don't leave your company by pissing in the CEOs lunch box. Smile, grit and bear it, then leave. You might need them for a reference in the future, and you don't want to fxxx that up! Speaking as one who worked in management for most of my working career. HOWEVER, I'm happy for ya, man. Working in an environment that upsets your balance every day is not good; not for your physical or mental health. Whatever you plan to do is what karma is all about; it'll turn out much better than you could have ever dreamed. Taking chances for a better future is the key. Too many people work at jobs they hate; fear of finding another job keeps them locked into a dead-end, boring job. You have the right idea; enjoy today. Good luck for your future.
shewolfnm wrote:so then, no prank, but when you get home on your last day , you are going to do the naked hoola in front of your mirrored closet while your cat watches?
How is that any different from a typical kicky day?
<runs>
usually he locks the cat in the bathroom...
I had an office job once. We used to have meetings. One time to get people fired up at the meeting they made us do the "Macarena". I quit.
To this day it's hard for me to talk about. I did the "Macarena".
Holy ****, that is eerily like something I went through, Amigo!
I worked at a company that was in the process of going bankrupt, and they were always trying to bring up morale. We once had a meeting where they had all our bigwig bosses stand up at the front of the room, which was filled with about 200 employees, and sing karaoke. They had spread the word that there would be some kind of audience participation component to the meeting, and for a few days before the meeting, it was all everyone could talk about...what are we going to have to do? Are we going to have to dance? What would happen to me if I don't participate?
It was ridiculous. Grown adults seriously afraid for their jobs if they didn't get up and dance.
Anyway, the meeting took place on the appointed day, and the moment arrived. All the managers started singing Karaoke to "The Locomotion" and they began to come into the audience and grab people to join a chain. "Come on, everybody, join in!" They started pulling people up, and before I knew it, everyone of these intimidated workers was up dancing in a daisy chain around the room.
Everyone except me, that is. I would not dance. I could almost see their souls screaming for mercy behind their nervous smiles as these poor wretched people reached out to me and tried to pull me into their sick, twisted caricature of party-time fun, but I would not budge. Every chair was empty before me. I turned my head and looked behind me, and there, like rocks of integrity, sat two of my best friends.
Three of us, in a room of two hundred, sitting, not participating. I smiled at them. They smiled back. We watched our coworkers with empathy and pity. But we would not dance.
A few months later I walked into my boss' office and quit. Two weeks after that I left the building for the last time, went home, turned on the stereo...and I danced.
That....is a great story, kickycan --a great "marching to your own drummer" story...
Thats a great story kicky, I had that same feeling your talking about. I had more then one experiance like this.The big wigs must have read some management or business study somewhere that told them to make there employees do a bunch of stupid sh*t. There should be a law against this.why can't we just do our job.