jackass of the day
I'm making this public cuz its just too lovely not to share with the world, lol.
So today was the big Board Meeting here at the good old Our Sunday Visitor (that's where i work, btw). The lady that used to cater such events is also the lady that works up front as the receptionist. She's funny and crazy, but she also knows how to be professional. She's getting older, so she said she was retiring from catering their little gatherings. They had to hire actual caterers, no big deal.
I ran into Mary (the receptionist who used to cater stuff like this) right after lunch today, and this is the story she told me...
The guy that catered this morning showed up an hour late. When he finally got there, he came into the conference room dressed in a t-shirt and jeans with a baseball cap on backwards (this is a suit and tie formal dress board meeting, mind you). In the middle of this meeting, he sits the food down on the table, then proceeds to interrupt the meeting by raising his hand and calling for the attention of everyone by just starting talking over one of the bigwigs. He proceeds to say this (or something very close to it anyway):
"Uh, yeah. I'm sorry i was late this morning. You'd be late too if you were me though! See, i got some dental work done yesterday, and they gave me Vicodin. Well, last night with i had a few beers with my Vicodin and was sitting there watching this trashy redneck movie real late, and i didn't wake up until 7:30 this morning. So, yeah, i'm sorry about being late. Ummm, and the quiche is burnt on the bottom, but the middle is still good. If you don't like the food, just let me know and i'll take it home to my mom. She'll eat anything!"
Who thinks this guy is still gonna have a job next week? lol
So today was the big Board Meeting here at the good old Our Sunday Visitor (that's where i work, btw). The lady that used to cater such events is also the lady that works up front as the receptionist. She's funny and crazy, but she also knows how to be professional. She's getting older, so she said she was retiring from catering their little gatherings. They had to hire actual caterers, no big deal.
I ran into Mary (the receptionist who used to cater stuff like this) right after lunch today, and this is the story she told me...
The guy that catered this morning showed up an hour late. When he finally got there, he came into the conference room dressed in a t-shirt and jeans with a baseball cap on backwards (this is a suit and tie formal dress board meeting, mind you). In the middle of this meeting, he sits the food down on the table, then proceeds to interrupt the meeting by raising his hand and calling for the attention of everyone by just starting talking over one of the bigwigs. He proceeds to say this (or something very close to it anyway):
"Uh, yeah. I'm sorry i was late this morning. You'd be late too if you were me though! See, i got some dental work done yesterday, and they gave me Vicodin. Well, last night with i had a few beers with my Vicodin and was sitting there watching this trashy redneck movie real late, and i didn't wake up until 7:30 this morning. So, yeah, i'm sorry about being late. Ummm, and the quiche is burnt on the bottom, but the middle is still good. If you don't like the food, just let me know and i'll take it home to my mom. She'll eat anything!"
Who thinks this guy is still gonna have a job next week? lol