One night last week my supervisor was in a rather odd, playful mood.
My trainer and I had no idea what to do with some product. We weren't sure if it was scrap or if it could be salvaged.
I saw my supervisor wandering around the production area, and I yelled at him "Hey I need help!"
He jokingly starts scurrying away covering his ears going "La La La I can't hear you blas!"
I scurry after him yelling "Don't you run away from me! Get back here!"
After a few rounds of scurrying around, we finally got the answer we needed.
It was a nice escape from the typical nights full of drama and people arguing and refusing to work together.
My trainer and I had no idea what to do with some product. We weren't sure if it was scrap or if it could be salvaged.
I saw my supervisor wandering around the production area, and I yelled at him "Hey I need help!"
He jokingly starts scurrying away covering his ears going "La La La I can't hear you blas!"
I scurry after him yelling "Don't you run away from me! Get back here!"
After a few rounds of scurrying around, we finally got the answer we needed.
It was a nice escape from the typical nights full of drama and people arguing and refusing to work together.




. But, for reasons unknown, I got put in with them. The boss used to occasionally walk through... he'd stop for a moment and observe the surroundings... shake his head... and get the heck out of there.
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