Office Bow of Death Options

[Maddcapp]

Bow of Death


Be careful with this, all of you office types...

[DirtyHarry]

wow. thats freaking awesome. i have to try that !!!

[Mona Lisa]

Yea, nice to know. The internet is a great thing, isn't it?

ML

[*AtimA*]

roflmelon

[Bargod]

DAMN! At the one office job I ever had I got in tons of trouble for making barbed wire out of paper clips. Granted I had created about 50 ft of barbed wire before anyone said anything (I dunno, maybe 20 boxes of paper clips?), but if I had known about this I may have been taken to jail! WOOHOOOOOOOO!
By the way, when I was taken into my supervisors office, she asked if I knew why I was there. I said "I don't know, but somebody stole my barbed wire last nite." She then pointed out that she had taken it and that I had been "abusing" company property by wasting paper clips. I told her that if it was a problem I would replace the paper clips, (there was no use for them in the office and the "supply guy" gave them to us whenever we asked), and that I would also buy my own if needed. She replied that I was missing the point. She wanted to know why I needed to do this with paper clips. I said to protect my computer and work station from everyone else. Hell, I'd been building that thing for almost a year!
Here's the kicker, which has nothing to do with paper clips or anything else. She then pulled out a package in plain brown paper. She asked, "why are you recieving inter-company mail"? I said that I didn't know. She asked, "What is in this package"? I said, "I don't have any idea, who is it from"? She of course didn't like that answer and started telling me how serious it was to abuse company mail in this manner. I assured her I had no friggan idea why I'd recieve anything in company mail. I then asked, "well, who is it from"? She replied, "from the corporate headquarters". This shocked me. "Why are you getting mail from corporate headquarters", she asked. "I have no idea, but I guess I should find out." She said that it didn't work that way because I shouldn't be recieving inter company mail. So again I asked, "who is it from?" She said, "John Daly". "Oh," I said. "Yeah, well that's my older brother." "Why is your brother sending you inter-company mail", she asked. "I dunno, why don't you give me my mail and I'll find out" I said.
"I don't think so" she said. "I think you are both in trouble until I find out why you have recieved this". So I told her, "why don't you ask him tonite?" "How am I supposed to do that," she asked. "Well," I said, "you talk to him every nite before you leave". She then stopped smiling her shit eating smile and looked quite scared. "You mean your brother is 'the' John Daly? The man I call my numbers into every night?" "Yeah," I said, "the guy in charge of all the call centers, your boss's boss. Yeah, that's my brother."
Well, to make a long story stay long, I got my package of computer games, but I did not get my barbed wire back.

[Silver]

nice, (should i know who he is?)