Slinks off to nappy time.....

He tried to put it on the sandwich I was making when there was already the prescribed number of tomato slices on it. It was merely retaliation.

No excuses, especially when you have unfettered access to a fully stocked mustard and mayo arsenal as well. I would also mention empanada grenades; however, what a shameful waste that would be :(

Aaaw don't slink :) if it makes you feel any better, back in the 80s, anyone could request a mullet; these days, mullets are much more highly regulated. You might be surprised to find out that stylists are now required by law to obtain proof of inbreeding before we are allowed to give a client that hairstyle.

My, how times change.

Hey, I tried squirting ketchup onto his hand from the other side of the sandwich station, but we were pretty ****ing busy since it was a Friday. Just never really got the chance.

This. Throw the whole tomato next time, you pussy. Or better yet, follow through and chuck a good sized rock at him.

Rubbish and poppycock.

At least wrap the rock in a sesame seed bun first, so you have plausible deniability and the option of scapegoating the bun manufacturer for your innocent game of "coworker frisbee."

You people are monsters. I was just having some fun with a guy who'd smoked a little bit too much weed before work (and possibly also when he went to the bank with one of the managers).

Put arsenic in his weed.

Damn dude. I guess we all know who to phone in for an emergency hit job :laughing: plus, given that you're still a student, we could get away with payin' ya like an intern