Bibble
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- Feb 20, 2006
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My story is not even on the same level as those you all have posted, but my "punishment" was pretty funny so I'll post it anyway.
When I was a lowly intern I would oftentimes be sent out to get coffee for the staff. 99% of the time I went to the Starbucks around the corner, but one time the guy told me to go to Dunkin Donuts, which was ~9 blocks away. He gave me a post-it note with the order (an iced coffee or something similar) and $20 and tells me that it is for another guy in the office. So I get the thing, come back, give the coffee to the other guy, then bring the original guy his change. He looks at me and is like "where is my coffee?" I say, "You said it was for Bill." He proceeds to chew me out, "Why would I give you 20 fucking dollars for one coffee? I swear you interns need to get some fucking brains." I offered to go back but he said to forget it.
I have no memory of him telling me he wanted a coffee, but I assume that I was too busy thinking "Fuck, I have to go all the way to Dunkin Donuts?", not paying attention to what he said, and assumed that the post-it note contained the entire order. Also, I was given $20s all the time for small orders so that didn't seem strange to me at all.
Anyway, he "crop-dusted" me every time he walked by for the rest of the day. It was a really small office so everyone could see/hear it. Once he actually put his butt on the back of my neck and farted. C'est la vie.
When I was a lowly intern I would oftentimes be sent out to get coffee for the staff. 99% of the time I went to the Starbucks around the corner, but one time the guy told me to go to Dunkin Donuts, which was ~9 blocks away. He gave me a post-it note with the order (an iced coffee or something similar) and $20 and tells me that it is for another guy in the office. So I get the thing, come back, give the coffee to the other guy, then bring the original guy his change. He looks at me and is like "where is my coffee?" I say, "You said it was for Bill." He proceeds to chew me out, "Why would I give you 20 fucking dollars for one coffee? I swear you interns need to get some fucking brains." I offered to go back but he said to forget it.
I have no memory of him telling me he wanted a coffee, but I assume that I was too busy thinking "Fuck, I have to go all the way to Dunkin Donuts?", not paying attention to what he said, and assumed that the post-it note contained the entire order. Also, I was given $20s all the time for small orders so that didn't seem strange to me at all.
Anyway, he "crop-dusted" me every time he walked by for the rest of the day. It was a really small office so everyone could see/hear it. Once he actually put his butt on the back of my neck and farted. C'est la vie.
