We used to have this clown at work, his name was 'Friday', surprise surprise because he was always off on Fridays. Not even sure of his real name. However his BS stories on Mondays were always entertaining. My favourite... I approach him Monday morning, fold my arms in anticipation and raise an eyebrow, I don't even say a word. He says, "I couldn't come in on Friday, um, I've been having these headaches and it turns out I've got a brain tumour and I had to get it drained."
Silence.
"Brain tumour you reckon?", I sheepishly ask.
"Yep", nodding profusely to emphasise his point.
"Got it drained you reckon?", I continued.
"Yep."
Another pause.
"Listen. You get a CYST on your NUTSACK drained, not a fkn brain tumour, now where is the hole in your head and the shaved patch? Whip ya hat off ya goose."
Now this was not a man to be swayed by mere evidence, and he countered with, I chit you not, "nah I can't take the hat off coz air will get in an I'll get an infection."
I suggested that a brain infection may actually be beneficial in his case but nevertheless it was entertainment for the day.
We also have a fair few Phillipinoe fellas, ex 457 visa guys, great workers and great fellas. However, once they cotton on that in Australia you get paid even if you're sick, they are all over it.
I have had, in no particular order, "because it was cloudy yesterday and sunny today I haven't acclimatised and I'm dizzy", "I had to drive back from Merriden yesterday (3 hours tops) and didn't get home until 10pm and I'm too tired", "my wife and daughter are sick and I have to look after them", now the daughter is 16, if the two of them are so fkn sick they can't make some soup for lunch to feed their mild cold they should be in hospital.
But then, the icing on the cake, yesterday the fella that runs our other factory rings me to compare stories, I offer up the brain tumour and he calls a draw! I said what have you got, he says he already has three blokes on compo, one apprentice at tafe, two blokes sick, two on annual leave and no chit one of the Phillipinoes says "I have to go, my wife's cat just bit it's own tail", and promptly phucked off while the boss stood there open mouthed and speechless!
The brain tumour bloke once also offered up a stint in hospital after an alleged car accident and claimed 100 stitches in his head. I still have the text message. By Monday he had recovered SO WELL there was no sign of any injury at all! Where do you get these blokes? Do they think people are as stupid as them?
Pfft!
What stories have you been told... Or indeed told your own boss yourself
Silence.
"Brain tumour you reckon?", I sheepishly ask.
"Yep", nodding profusely to emphasise his point.
"Got it drained you reckon?", I continued.
"Yep."
Another pause.
"Listen. You get a CYST on your NUTSACK drained, not a fkn brain tumour, now where is the hole in your head and the shaved patch? Whip ya hat off ya goose."
Now this was not a man to be swayed by mere evidence, and he countered with, I chit you not, "nah I can't take the hat off coz air will get in an I'll get an infection."
I suggested that a brain infection may actually be beneficial in his case but nevertheless it was entertainment for the day.
We also have a fair few Phillipinoe fellas, ex 457 visa guys, great workers and great fellas. However, once they cotton on that in Australia you get paid even if you're sick, they are all over it.
I have had, in no particular order, "because it was cloudy yesterday and sunny today I haven't acclimatised and I'm dizzy", "I had to drive back from Merriden yesterday (3 hours tops) and didn't get home until 10pm and I'm too tired", "my wife and daughter are sick and I have to look after them", now the daughter is 16, if the two of them are so fkn sick they can't make some soup for lunch to feed their mild cold they should be in hospital.
But then, the icing on the cake, yesterday the fella that runs our other factory rings me to compare stories, I offer up the brain tumour and he calls a draw! I said what have you got, he says he already has three blokes on compo, one apprentice at tafe, two blokes sick, two on annual leave and no chit one of the Phillipinoes says "I have to go, my wife's cat just bit it's own tail", and promptly phucked off while the boss stood there open mouthed and speechless!
The brain tumour bloke once also offered up a stint in hospital after an alleged car accident and claimed 100 stitches in his head. I still have the text message. By Monday he had recovered SO WELL there was no sign of any injury at all! Where do you get these blokes? Do they think people are as stupid as them?
Pfft!
What stories have you been told... Or indeed told your own boss yourself