I love my coworkers

So last Friday I was in our sales area all day, basically they rotate some of us to sit with them every day to help out with technical questions and such and that was my day.

I come in yesterday and notice there is a stain on my notepad at my normal desk like someone spilled something on it.  I really did not pay much thought to it, figured maybe the cleaning people did something stupid and there was no other evidence on my desk of a problem.

Then I log into my voicemail through my desk phone and quickly realize my buttons are sticking, my volume button no longer works and after some more looking around my lab phones (I am a phone guy, so I have more phones and telephone systems near me than Ma’ Fuckin’ Bell) are the same way.

At this point I am a little agitated, it would not be a practical joke because these phones are expensive and the guys know better than that (I am the team leader, I would make them pay) so I ask “hey guys, did something happen Friday to my phone that nobody is talking to me about?” and I get that look.  The same look I get from my 4 year old when I ask who drew on the wall with crayons.  Finally, they explain that there was a cup of sweet tea (fucking southerners) sitting in between my desk and another and someone knocked it over, spilling all over my shit.

I would not have been as mad had they just told me when it happened that it happened.  Waiting for me to find it, then making me go through the trouble of trying to get another phone is what pissed me off.  I am pretty easy going as a boss, but when they act like kids it just gets me going.  Kids at home, kids at work…gotta’ love it!