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| The engineer and the foghorn |
I used to work a goverment installation where I was providing tech support to a bunch of engineers from out west, a nice bunch to work with. The lead engineer was a smoker who took about three breaks a day to go out and burn one in the aclove on the east entrance to the building. On Saturday, he felt a little over pressurised so, after a peak around the corners, proceeded to squeak it out but once it took off it wouldn't stop. About 5 seconds into the release, a woman came out the door. I asked what he did and he said nothing I could do but let the foghorn blast. It ran for about 30 seconds with the woman staring at him as she walked away. We ragged on him about that for at least a year but as far as I know, she never bumped into him again.
Submitted by Dave |
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