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		<title>By: Janel</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22558</link>
		<dc:creator>Janel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 04:23:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My worst co-worker was Brandi. She &quot;worked&quot; at the pharmacy I work at as a clerk and a delivery person. She was supposed to work the register, but usually was on a computer looking at MySpace so one of the technicians or pharmacists would have to ring people up. This wasn&#039;t too bad when were slow, but when we&#039;re busy we need the pharmacists doing pharmacy stuff. She could not stop talking. Even if she was talking about nothing, she could not stop talking. She was frequently getting head injuries while playing soccer, which were bad enough supposedly that she couldn&#039;t work. Thankfully she quit recently so she can go work in another pharmacy. I&#039;m sorry for them.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My worst co-worker was Brandi. She &#8220;worked&#8221; at the pharmacy I work at as a clerk and a delivery person. She was supposed to work the register, but usually was on a computer looking at MySpace so one of the technicians or pharmacists would have to ring people up. This wasn&#8217;t too bad when were slow, but when we&#8217;re busy we need the pharmacists doing pharmacy stuff. She could not stop talking. Even if she was talking about nothing, she could not stop talking. She was frequently getting head injuries while playing soccer, which were bad enough supposedly that she couldn&#8217;t work. Thankfully she quit recently so she can go work in another pharmacy. I&#8217;m sorry for them.</p>
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		<title>By: cam</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22555</link>
		<dc:creator>cam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 01:43:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. Worst co-worker was a guy who bathed once a week, who lived at home with his parents. Took a lot of direct hints and secret packages of soap, deodorant before he got the message.
2. Best weekend trip was following the coastline of Lake Erie &amp; Ontario in NY state. Beautiful country and nice people.
3. Best job was when I was young in college, running my parents ice cream store for them at nights and weekends during the summer. Met and dated lots of girls because I gave free ice cream plus I could have eat and drink all the time for free and still got paid. Call it the cream job of all time. 
4. Hall of fame for Stupid Politicians; not that I like politics. First inductee would be Bill CLinton for the definition of sex followed by Larry Craig for pleading guilty for fancy footwork in an airport bathroom.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. Worst co-worker was a guy who bathed once a week, who lived at home with his parents. Took a lot of direct hints and secret packages of soap, deodorant before he got the message.<br />
2. Best weekend trip was following the coastline of Lake Erie &amp; Ontario in NY state. Beautiful country and nice people.<br />
3. Best job was when I was young in college, running my parents ice cream store for them at nights and weekends during the summer. Met and dated lots of girls because I gave free ice cream plus I could have eat and drink all the time for free and still got paid. Call it the cream job of all time.<br />
4. Hall of fame for Stupid Politicians; not that I like politics. First inductee would be Bill CLinton for the definition of sex followed by Larry Craig for pleading guilty for fancy footwork in an airport bathroom.</p>
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		<title>By: Kristen</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22542</link>
		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 16:45:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Longest (and only) domain name I&#039;ve ever registered:

www.ZoleMexicanCuisine.com

Even I spell it wrong sometimes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Longest (and only) domain name I&#8217;ve ever registered:</p>
<p><a href="http://www.ZoleMexicanCuisine.com" rel="nofollow">http://www.ZoleMexicanCuisine.com</a></p>
<p>Even I spell it wrong sometimes.</p>
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		<title>By: Boutros Boutros</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22534</link>
		<dc:creator>Boutros Boutros</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2007 04:40:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Worst co-worker boss is easy.  I was at a Fortune 50 company and they brought in a new VP.  The guy had been at five companies over the previous seven years each time making a small title bump.  He knew absolutely nothing about our business but that didn&#039;t stop him from telling all of us how to do our jobs.  About 75% of the managers were forced out or quit.  Now here is the cool part.  One of my co-workers sent a departing email to the #2 man at the time (who is now CEO) about what was going on and he not only responded but called the VP to NY and &quot;reassigned&quot; him, later firing him.  Too bad he had completely ruined the Western Region by then.

This jackass ran for Congress in Upstate NY last year and although he ran as a member of my own party, I donated to his opponent.  He got crushed which pleased me greatly.   

Caps (the drinking game) Hall of Fame.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Worst co-worker boss is easy.  I was at a Fortune 50 company and they brought in a new VP.  The guy had been at five companies over the previous seven years each time making a small title bump.  He knew absolutely nothing about our business but that didn&#8217;t stop him from telling all of us how to do our jobs.  About 75% of the managers were forced out or quit.  Now here is the cool part.  One of my co-workers sent a departing email to the #2 man at the time (who is now CEO) about what was going on and he not only responded but called the VP to NY and &#8220;reassigned&#8221; him, later firing him.  Too bad he had completely ruined the Western Region by then.</p>
<p>This jackass ran for Congress in Upstate NY last year and although he ran as a member of my own party, I donated to his opponent.  He got crushed which pleased me greatly.   </p>
<p>Caps (the drinking game) Hall of Fame.</p>
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		<title>By: gus</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22515</link>
		<dc:creator>gus</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 11:52:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Favorite job- I took care of the grounds of a large house in Saratoga Springs. I worked alone (after my worst co-worker quit) and made the place look great. 
Worst Co-worker- Joe quit the aforementioned job when they would not give free health insurance. We were part time and he wanted to be in charge, did no phyical labor, and had no real gardening skills. After he quit I was made full time and got health insurance.
Hall Of Fame- Mimes. I know most people don&#039;t like mimes, but I do! I would nominate the Orange Mime of NYC. I have seen him perform, both live and on his website, and he is great. 

www.orangemime.com</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Favorite job- I took care of the grounds of a large house in Saratoga Springs. I worked alone (after my worst co-worker quit) and made the place look great.<br />
Worst Co-worker- Joe quit the aforementioned job when they would not give free health insurance. We were part time and he wanted to be in charge, did no phyical labor, and had no real gardening skills. After he quit I was made full time and got health insurance.<br />
Hall Of Fame- Mimes. I know most people don&#8217;t like mimes, but I do! I would nominate the Orange Mime of NYC. I have seen him perform, both live and on his website, and he is great. </p>
<p><a href="http://www.orangemime.com" rel="nofollow">http://www.orangemime.com</a></p>
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		<title>By: Erin</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22499</link>
		<dc:creator>Erin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 00:56:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Weirdest domain name I&#039;ve been involved in registering (my husband actually did it): youstayclassycuba.com (We&#039;ve let it expire, but the only thing that was on it was this: flickr dot com/photos/kirinqueen/115937856/)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Weirdest domain name I&#8217;ve been involved in registering (my husband actually did it): youstayclassycuba.com (We&#8217;ve let it expire, but the only thing that was on it was this: flickr dot com/photos/kirinqueen/115937856/)</p>
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		<title>By: Akanksha</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22498</link>
		<dc:creator>Akanksha</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 23:43:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Worst person I ever worked with was crazy woman named Anahita.  She was the worst manager I ever saw.  Completely incompetent--thought the definition of management was &quot;delegation&quot; (as in telling everyone else to do her job) luckily she just had a baby and the word on the street is she won&#039;t be coming back.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Worst person I ever worked with was crazy woman named Anahita.  She was the worst manager I ever saw.  Completely incompetent&#8211;thought the definition of management was &#8220;delegation&#8221; (as in telling everyone else to do her job) luckily she just had a baby and the word on the street is she won&#8217;t be coming back.</p>
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		<title>By: Wam</title>
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		<dc:creator>Wam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 22:38:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Worst Coworker was Joe.  A member of Mensa, he had no social life outside of work.  Monday mornings were the worst - he probably had not spoken to another human being for 2 days.  Loved to talk ad nauseum about military weaponry.  After I moved out of that workgroup I would stop by from time to time, mention the stealth bomber and  say I had to get to a meeting.  Two hours later he would still be talking about it to his coworkers - ain&#039;t I a stinker?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Worst Coworker was Joe.  A member of Mensa, he had no social life outside of work.  Monday mornings were the worst &#8211; he probably had not spoken to another human being for 2 days.  Loved to talk ad nauseum about military weaponry.  After I moved out of that workgroup I would stop by from time to time, mention the stealth bomber and  say I had to get to a meeting.  Two hours later he would still be talking about it to his coworkers &#8211; ain&#8217;t I a stinker?</p>
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		<title>By: Lindsey</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22490</link>
		<dc:creator>Lindsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 21:43:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Worst coworker was Erica, CPS took her daughter (for good reason) and she went crazy, ruined her marriage, stole from the bank we worked for, and the kicker drove home drunk and put a woman in a coma for 6 months, she is in the pen now and the world is safe again (well at least in my small town) 

Best job was being a seamstrees in highschool, learned lots of neat stuff about venture creation 

Best long weekend was justing hanging out at lake in Austin


Bawlfing Hall of Fame (reverse bowling) First inductee would be my friend Tommy the best bawlfer ive seen!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Worst coworker was Erica, CPS took her daughter (for good reason) and she went crazy, ruined her marriage, stole from the bank we worked for, and the kicker drove home drunk and put a woman in a coma for 6 months, she is in the pen now and the world is safe again (well at least in my small town) </p>
<p>Best job was being a seamstrees in highschool, learned lots of neat stuff about venture creation </p>
<p>Best long weekend was justing hanging out at lake in Austin</p>
<p>Bawlfing Hall of Fame (reverse bowling) First inductee would be my friend Tommy the best bawlfer ive seen!</p>
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		<title>By: Allison</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/7620/comment-page-1#comment-22482</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2007 21:09:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>For all its craziness and oftimes ickiness, I still miss being a dancer. Um- a BALLROOM dancer, just so none of you get the wrong idea.  I did a lot of shows and competetions and taught for a few studios.  Among the students and afficianados in town, I had a quasi-celebrity status, it made plain little me instant glamourous at parties, and it was fun to turn it on at nightclubs and watch the floor clear.  I still miss wearing my ostrich feather gown. It just isn&#039;t the kind of thing you can scoot around the office in.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For all its craziness and oftimes ickiness, I still miss being a dancer. Um- a BALLROOM dancer, just so none of you get the wrong idea.  I did a lot of shows and competetions and taught for a few studios.  Among the students and afficianados in town, I had a quasi-celebrity status, it made plain little me instant glamourous at parties, and it was fun to turn it on at nightclubs and watch the floor clear.  I still miss wearing my ostrich feather gown. It just isn&#8217;t the kind of thing you can scoot around the office in.</p>
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