In 2001 when the bubble was bursting we had a business deal with one of the trendy dot-com's. Because their office was across the street from us we had a lot of in person meetings, and they always had us come to their far more swanky office. Along with free drinks and food we always left with the pile of merch they shoved into our hands. It got to the point where my self and several co-workers had boxes of their crap at our desk.
They were in a consultant role. They often told management nonuse and made our lives hard on good day and miserable on a bad one. To say we could not stand them would be an understatement.
Then it happened, the news came down that there would be a massive layoff (ahh fucked company was great). I grabbed my perch box, and a coworker and his merch box and dressed as many homeless people as we could, head to toe in their gear and had them sit out side their main office door. Folks were streaming out of their office, boxes in hand with a bunch of homeless people dressed in their march.
That line in the sand between funny and asshole, I laid down and made a sand angel in it that day.
In 2001 when the bubble was bursting we had a business deal with one of the trendy dot-com's. Because their office was across the street from us we had a lot of in person meetings, and they always had us come to their far more swanky office. Along with free drinks and food we always left with the pile of merch they shoved into our hands. It got to the point where my self and several co-workers had boxes of their crap at our desk.
They were in a consultant role. They often told management nonuse and made our lives hard on good day and miserable on a bad one. To say we could not stand them would be an understatement.
Then it happened, the news came down that there would be a massive layoff (ahh fucked company was great). I grabbed my perch box, and a coworker and his merch box and dressed as many homeless people as we could, head to toe in their gear and had them sit out side their main office door. Folks were streaming out of their office, boxes in hand with a bunch of homeless people dressed in their march.
That line in the sand between funny and asshole, I laid down and made a sand angel in it that day.