whats the most embarassing thing you have ever done at work?

[IndyColtsFan]

Another embarrassing story is that I had a white dress shirt on at work and put a pen in my pocket -- without the cap, of course, and ended up having to run home at lunch and changing shirts.

 

[Imp]

Just remembered another retarded one. Was driving through a construction site and they were repaving a road. I had to check something out on the side of the road, so I pulled over to the right... driving over freshly laid down, but somewhat compacted asphalt.

I never heard back and didn't see any problems when I drove through then doubled back, so hopefully they "buffed" it out since the rollers were still working on it.

 

[clamum]

I've never done it, but at my last job, a couple of my coworkers enjoyed going into each other's cubes and farting. Yes, you guessed it -- one guy chose poorly and as a result, shit himself and had to waddle to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

LOL. Fart backfire!

As a friend said during a stand-up routine: "I was at the urinal and decided to roll the dice on a fart... and I fuckin rolled a snake eyes. And I don't know if you guys play dice a lot, but that adds up to a duece! In your fuckin pants".

 

[Kev]

My first day as a bus boy at a country club when I was 16... they loaded the tray up with a ton of drinks, which I then had to carry. Whilst carrying it to the kitchen, a swinging door hit the tray. All the drinks fell on my tuxedo. Lots of wine and beer. Somehow I kept that job for 2 years.

 

[poopaskoopa]

I had done some part time consulting work at a company for a few years. It was on one side of the building where no matter where you were the men's restroom was the first door and the women's was the second door. Then I got hired on full time and was put into an office on the other side of the building. On that side of the building all restrooms are also situated such that the men's restroom is first and the women's is second. All except for the one restroom near my new office.

It was about 4 pm on my first day working full time. I needed to use the restroom in a hurry. I rushed in, sat down, then wondered why there was a used tampon box in the stall with me. I looked under the doors and saw women's shoes.

I stayed in that stall until well after 5 pm, waited for my chance, and darted out of there. No one saw me. But the next day my new boss asked where I was. I made up an excuse that I wasn't feeling well and spent it in the restroom. Which I guess was true.

On my way out of his cubicle, he asked to see what type of shoes I was wearing.

I did something like this, except I left before starting my business and I was witnessed by a female worker who was merciful. When I walked in, I saw a couch(this should have been the first clue) and I thought "hey there's a couch and I saw a couch in a woman's bathroom when I worked at Wachovia."

Then when I sat down I wondered why I didn't see a urinal(2nd clue).

Then I heard someone walk in, and heard the clicking noise of high heels. I finally caught on after this clue.

Soon after that I decided to just exit the stall, and I muttered something obvious like "I'm in the wrong bathroom." She was cool about it.

The finishing blow was that someone was outside the bathroom waiting on her, and I had to apologize/try to save face again, and as I walked away I heard something like: "You'd think it'd be obvious...."

 

[BoomerD]

I did something like this, except I left before starting my business and I was witnessed by a female worker who was merciful. When I walked in, I saw a couch(this should have been the first clue) and I thought "hey there's a couch and I saw a couch in a woman's bathroom when I worked at Wachovia."

Then when I sat down I wondered why I didn't see a urinal(2nd clue).

Then I heard someone walk in, and heard the clicking noise of high heels. I finally caught on after this clue.

Soon after that I decided to just exit the stall, and I muttered something obvious like "I'm in the wrong bathroom." She was cool about it.

The finishing blow was that someone was outside the bathroom waiting on her, and I had to apologize/try to save face again, and as I walked away I heard something like: "You'd think it'd be obvious...."

Should have replied with "Any port in a storm."

 

[MtnMan]

I never knew sharting was such a (relatively) common occurrence. :awe:

Yea, neither did I :$

If your are 3, or if you are sick, maybe, but just walking around the office and shart :hmm:

 

[brianmanahan]

Should have replied with "Any port in a storm."

LOL that is THE perfect response in such a situation

there is none better

 

[brianmanahan]

Cliffs:

- Researching primitive video chat software with public rooms
- While reading the manual, gay sex started happening on the monitor
- employee entered, was shocked, reported me to a manager

ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

dang that had to look bad lol

 

[brianmanahan]

Not embarrasing for me, but one of our service reps recorded this gem sometime back. I guess the guy couldn't hold it:

http://members.toast.net/dougz/callwhilepee.mp3

or he had one of those stupid earbud phones on! i hate those! someone will start talking and i think they are talking to me, so i talk bad, then notice the earbud. and without fail, the person stares at me menacingly after that happens.

 

[HeXen]

sharted....i swore i thought it was just a fart, sadly that fart was not alone.

 

[brianmanahan]

Client called to book the sound studio for a recording session. It was always in use so you had to call a couple months ahead of time. We agreed on a date about 3 months out and I wrote it on my calendar.

Unfortunately, my desk calendar was not the official reservation log. There was a separate wall calendar where studio bookings were kept, and I forgot to write it there.

So 3 months later on the fateful day, I go in, look at my desk calendar and see the note for the booking I made months ago. I wonder why I wrote a studio booking on my personal calendar. I go over to the "official" booking list for today and see a different group booked. This. Is. Very. Bad.

I run over to the manager and explain what happened. An empathetic sort, he told me that it was my problem and when the group I booked shows up, I needed to tell them I screwed up and they aren't going to be using the studio today or any other day for at least 2 months. And as a parting jab, he pointed out that it could hardly be worse since the client has almost certainly arranged to have studio musicians come in, and the client will have to pay them for the day no matter what. He figured the client will end up about $10K in the hole and we'll surely lose them as a client not to mention the bad word of mouth.

No doubt: 404 Continued employment not found.

So I try to call the client. Answering machine. I leave a short message asking him to call me ASAP.

At 8 AM the people that were "officially" booked arrive and set up in the studio. Nothing to do but wait for the crapstorm.

At 9:30 AM my client returns my call. I clear my throat and say, "Bob, about 3 months ago you called me to book our sound studio for today --"

Bob cuts me off and says, "DAMN, you're right. I forgot all about that. We cancelled that production and I forgot to call you. Just send me a bill for the studio fee. Hope there's no hard feelings." I said I would take care of it.

I tell the manager who says I'm the luckiest dude on the planet. He actually bills my client for half the fee and tells him he cut him a break for being such a good customer. The client is happy as can be.

So although it worked out, the 2 hours of sheer terror while I waited for my client and his entourage to show up, scream at me for an hour for costing them a fortune and delaying their production, and then get fired, was actually 90% as bad as if the worst had happened.

WOW

ok kranky, i think you may have won the thread thus far

while crapping your pants would be almost as traumatic, i dont think it would be the same kind of fear as being responsible for a months-long setback for a client and tens of thousands in wasted dollars

 

[Squisher]

I was working in a job shop of about 45 employees. Very close knit. No error went unnoticed or wasn't commented on by all.


End of the shift I was trying lower a 20 ton lower die down on the upper (yes, it was all upside down) and it wouldn't go. The guide pins and wear plates were just too tight, but I knew it could go together if you had it just right on the crane because it had gone together before. Now, I'm putting a little slack in the chains and using a pry bar, that looked kinda like a Shepard"s hook only it was like 6 feet long 2" thick and weighed 80 lbs., to bump one end of the die up a little and maybe get the die to fall a quarter inch at a time, but I was having a hell of a time at one point. So, I put a little more slack in the chains and then put a little more. Well you guessed it, that 20 die came down like an inch and a half and that pry bar came up like 2 feet and caught me a glancing blow to the side of my face. I woke up after 5 seconds to look around to see who saw me, but because the pry bar got wedged in the die and never hit the ground and everybody was getting ready to leave for the night, no one noticed. That is until I came into work the next day looking like I got into a car accident and had to 'fess up and pretty much everyone ribbed me about it for a month.

 

[Atomic Playboy]

I was working in a job shop of about 45 employees. Very close knit. No error went unnoticed or wasn't commented on by all.


End of the shift I was trying lower a 20 ton lower die down on the upper (yes, it was all upside down) and it wouldn't go. The guide pins and wear plates were just too tight, but I knew it could go together if you had it just right on the crane because it had gone together before. Now, I'm putting a little slack in the chains and using a pry bar, that looked kinda like a Shepard"s hook only it was like 6 feet long 2" thick and weighed 80 lbs., to bump one end of the die up a little and maybe get the die to fall a quarter inch at a time, but I was having a hell of a time at one point. So, I put a little more slack in the chains and then put a little more. Well you guessed it, that 20 die came down like an inch and a half and that pry bar came up like 2 feet and caught me a glancing blow to the side of my face. I woke up after 5 seconds to look around to see who saw me, but because the pry bar got wedged in the die and never hit the ground and everybody was getting ready to leave for the night, no one noticed. That is until I came into work the next day looking like I got into a car accident and had to 'fess up and pretty much everyone ribbed me about it for a month.

That reminds me of an incident I was lucky enough to witness. I was a freshman in high school and we were out at some nature conservation digging plots to plant trees and help restore a wetland. One of the staff was showing us how to get the tree out of the plastic bucket it came in. He was wrenching it back and forth, he tried hitting it with a steel rake, nothing was loosening it. He got so frustrated, he picked the whole thing up over his head and heaved it at the ground as hard as he possibly could... directly into the head of the rake. The rake, behaving as rakes will when struck with such fury, flew up in a manner I assumed only happened in cartoons to hit him square in the face. And it didn't just hit him; it sent him flying ass over teakettle directly into the marsh behind him. My friend and I completely lost our shit laughing while he stormed off to go scream profanity as loud as possible. It was excellent. Probably not from his perspective, but whatever.

 

[JeremyKhan]

Laughed by myself after reading a very funny post. I looked like an idiot in front of my coworkers who were working on the project at hand.

 

[shortylickens]

An average day in the Navy is worse than most of the extreme stuff you guys have done.

I made a habit out of fapping off the fantail while on aft lookout.

 

[Fritzo]

An average day in the Navy is worse than most of the extreme stuff you guys have done.

I made a habit out of fapping off the fantail while on aft lookout.

Yep, you're more awesome that just about anyone.

 

[Mixolydian]

Yep, you're more awesome that just about anyone.

Shorty is a very special guy, everyone knows this. :awe:

 

[clamum]

An average day in the Navy is worse than most of the extreme stuff you guys have done.

I made a habit out of fapping off the fantail while on aft lookout.

That's quite the mental picture. D: Some dude jerking off the end of a boat? Actually quite funny.

 

[SagaLore]

Had sex... undressed, saw her boobies and the rest.

Huh?

 

[SunnyD]

An average day in the Navy is worse than most of the extreme stuff you guys have done.

I made a habit out of fapping off the fantail while on aft lookout.

One if by land... two if by sea?

 

[MonKENy]

Shorty is a very special guy, everyone knows this. :awe:

not as "special" as you

 

[Mixolydian]

not as "special" as you

:hmm:

 

[manimal]

Was onstage singing once and had to hit a bunch of high Cs in rapid sucession. As I sing the words " Ah mes ami.." the poop comes out. I am in full costume in tights and cape. The cape masked the smell till I had to turn and flick my cape in a flourish with full chorus on stage. its actually a regular occurrence for opera singers to fart onstage so other than a few guarded snickers from the chorus nobody was the wiser.


As the scene painfully comes to an end I bow at the end of the aria and my white tights are no longer white....I guess because I was so damn preocupied with the fact that I pooped myself I sang the aria better than I had done in any rehersal. The review even singled it out.


I bought dinner twice for the stage manager who met me off stage and shielded me from ridicule.

once had a soprano who was sick turn upstage to me and sing her high note and a face full of loogies hit me. She just about died. She was so embarrassed she cried after. I to this day give her crap about it. Shes my wife...

 

[Rhezuss]

Happened 5 or so years ago. Went out for lunch with coworkers to a chicken place. Got the chicken breast with fries and some cheap cole slaw.

Got back to my office at 1pm and farted almost non stop till 1:20pm...the lady secretary that's working just out of my office came in at 1:30pm and said: "Damn it's smelling like rotten chicken in here"...and since I was the only one around her it was hard to hide the truth...