Yesterday when I was at work I bumped into a co-worker after making my lunch trip to Tim Horton’s for a cup of tea. Fred, as we will call him, was coming off the elevator that goes from the loading dock to the basement where my machine shop is located. Since most of my team was at a mandatory safety training seminar I was somewhat shocked to see Fred.
“Aren’t you doing the safety thing today?”
“No, I signed up for the next session coming up” he replied. “Um, do you know if SPD (our shipping area) has keys to open the loading dock doors?”
“They might. Why?”
“I can’t get it to open up. The other door is open but is occupied with a delivery and the truck I’m trying to receive is in the other one.”
I was a little confused by all this since I have never seen the loading dock have the garage doors locked during day time hours.
“Really? Let’s go see if I can fix you up”
So we got into the elevator and rode up to the loading docks. As we walked over to the dock’s doors it was just as he described: one open and one closed. We approached the closed-door and Fred went to open it up.
“See”, he said. “It won’t open.”
I watched as Fred hit the button a few more times and I instantly knew his problem. Fred had been hitting the wrong button. Instead of hitting the Open button, which would raise the door up, he was hitting the Up button which lifts the tailgate so that you can unload skids from the trucks. I quickly pointed this out to Fred and after sensing his embarrassment I said it would be our secret…until now haha.
Good Afternoon readers. Today we have a special guest blogger contributing to the Barbie Fails saga. Kyle is a co-worker of Barbie’s and he was eye-witness to a special display typical of our poor Barbie this morning. This is the recap he sent to me when I heard there was a bit of misadventure:
“I saw Barbie walking into the self-serve Tim’s and having known her for a few years, was optimistically expecting a decent show of some sort. Barbie sees me, says “Hey! how are you?” and I actually think this is what set the events in motion since now there was the pressure of having some one she knows behind her in the line.
Barbie selects her tea from the choices (she was shielding this part with her body, not sure if she put something extra in her cup or not). After blocking both the tea and coffee sections for a couple of minutes while she struggled with selecting milk size and amount, she makes her way off to the side to remove the tea bag and add the lid. I’ve bought Barbie tea before, I know she keeps the bag in for a bit to steep the tea, so I was surprised to see her fiddling with the tea bag, like she was going to take it out. Her next move is where it got interesting. In a move similar to a cowboy flicking a whip, she managed to yank/snap her tea bag out of her cup, while spilling roughly half her tea back onto the counter and floor, and throws the bag onto the floor (she’s standing beside the garbage hole, designed for tea bags, stir sticks etc.).
Barbie has everyone in lines attention now, mainly because she is blocking us all, and is clearly flustered. After walking around in a circle twice she decides she should clean up her mess, with the one napkin she has in her hand. I take this opportunity to ask “Do you work from home a lot Barbie? Clearly you aren’t used to being in a public setting.” People are politely trying to walk around Barbie and her mess, while she uses her foot and napkin to push the tea on the floor around, increasing the size of the spill. She manages to track down more napkins, tidies up the tea on the counter and floor and lines up to pay. I can see her searching pockets and trying to juggle her half a cup of tea (she didn’t refill the spilled amount) and toast and she turns to me and says “Crap Kyle, I think I lost my money, I may need you to pay for me”. After a show like that, I truly felt like I owed Barbie something and would have been more than happy to pay her for the show (think of contributing to a buskers act by giving them a twoonie or some change). She locates her money and manages to pay for her tea and toast without any further incidents. At this point I haven’t heard if there was anything else exciting about the tea and toast….”
While watching the TV last night Barbie and I were having a cup of tea and we brought out a box of Peek Freans Assorted Tea Biscuits. As Barbie was eating one of the cookies she developed a look of disgust that one develops when something putrid enters your mouth.
“This cookies says ‘Nice’ on it”, Barbie exclaimed. “Its a lie there nothing nice about this taste”
At this point I was going to bring up that the Nice is actually a reference to the town in France where Peek Freans is from however Barbie cut me off with
“Oh, wait, it might mean Nice (pronounced Niece).” Barbie realised.
“Yeah, it’s named after the town in France. Peek Freans used to have that as their advert that ‘they aren’t nice but Nice (niece)’.”
Barbie looked at me and went “Well, it says nice and it should say shit because that’s what they taste like”
After a few seconds past Barbie looked backed over at me and went “You’re going to write this one aren’t you?”
“Absolutely” I said.