True Story Tuesday by Mr. Daddy

Well, it looks like it is TST time AAAAAAaaagain!!!! were does the time go. Somehow Rach says that it is my turn again. After all the whining about my hacking into her blog, you would of thought that she would not let me near her blog any more. I am sure that there will be more to come on that!!!!

ONE WAY TO SCREW YOUR BOSS

This is a story of a lippy boss, now don't get me wrong I have as much respect for a supervisor as the next guy...

But there are times when they should really just walk away... And as it happened quite some time ago I don't recall all the details that led up to the quasi-crucifixion that took place, but the actual hanging him on the wall is still etched vividly in my mind...

The Powers That Be, had negotiated a new facility for us, and part of the deal was we had to move offsite to a temporary building. Needless to say moving three sections was a very complicated undertaking, and the building that we moved into temporarily was just a big old warehouse with some office space on one end.

There were four of us guys way in the back organizing stuff when the supervisor came strolling by. Like I said, I'm not real sure what led up to the attack incident, but his literal placement on the wall is firmly engraved in my memory banks. After the verbal exchange, it was like an electric current went through the four of us...

Have you ever had that happen? When four totally different minds come to the same earth-shattering conclusion in a split second of time??? (Well maybe it wasn't earth-shattering, but it was pretty amazing) We all looked at each other, and with a slight nod of our heads we all broke into action...

The two big guys (and I mean BIG) the one is about 6' 6" and weights in at around 260 the other is 6'8" and weighs in at a little bit more, each grabbed an arm and a fistful of coveralls on his butt.

My brother and I broke for the tool room at a dead run...

Grabbed a screw gun each and a fistful of screws. Now don't think that the super took this lying down...

There was the godawfullest caterwauling that you ever heard, quite a few expletives and other choice verbiage also...

But in the hands of my stalwart companions, he was like a child with absolutely no options. (Other than the screeching and helpless flailing about). They slammed placed him up against the wall as my brother and I bore in with the tools of redemption in hand.

He started in at the right arm pit and I started in at the left, each working our way out to the wrist, then down the sides to his hips. This freed up the hands of the two big goons so they grabbed his legs and bent his knees up and we both place screws in the tip of the soles of his shoes...

Yep we pretty much nailed him to the wall..

As he began to realize that all his screeching was getting him nowhere, it began to turn into a more subdued sound....

"GUYS ???????

Guys come on......

GUYSsssssss come on, this isn't funny!!!!!!!


OK. OK...... OK!!!!! you proved you point..... Now let me down!!!"

We all looked at each other, then at him.....

Sorry it's lunch time and there has been no authorization for overtime....

We will see you after lunch....LOL

P.S. he is actually still my supervisor, and the best one that I have ever had....

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