Anonymous wrote:The guy who thinks it's funny to sneak up behind people and scare them by saying "BOO!", or knocking loudly on the glass part of the office door when he sees you're in there concentrating on something. It's extraordinarily annoying and when I've tried to talk to him seriously about it he still thinks it's funny. He's almost 40. It's not funny. My "reflexes" might just kick in one day.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I used to work with a guy who I'm pretty convinced was a sociopath. He loved playing little tricks on other coworkers. He used to tell me (he trusted me I guess) about how he never felt guilty about anything he did. He pretty much hated all our other coworkers, and he'd mock them in various ways.
Glad to be out of that office!
Sounds familiar. What was the first letter of his first name?
Anonymous wrote:
-The guy who put his face under the office coffee machine and poured coffee directly into his mouth instead of getting a mug like everyone else.
Anonymous wrote:PP here, I spared you all the tales of bedbug lady. Bug sniffing dogs, office temporary relocation and the employee assistance program were all involved.
Anonymous wrote:Female co-worker who tried on and modeled her lingerie purchases delivered at work in the ladies room. Guy who made up death in the family after his person vacation was disapproved. Nail clipper in meetings.The one who talked incessantly about his previous obviously much better job while refusing to do his actual current job. The receptionist who told me several times a week that she wanted to straighten my hair and it would just take a minute with the flatiron she kept in her desk. The very senior executive who made no sense when he spoke and had a well paid #2 commonly called "the Bob whisperer" as only she could translate between Bobspeak and English. The co-worker with a fake fiancee who oddly "died" in an accident when she was no longer needed as an excuse not to relocate. The wonderful but smelly one, origin of the stink unknown. The guy who would come in my office and adjust the blinds if they were a little askew. Multiple harassers. The one who never knew when a conversation was over and just stood and stared. An exceptionally tall guy whose default was to stand inches away from people and take two steps toward them for every step you would take back; this was worst in elevators. These were all ostensibly professional workplaces.