tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15363790.post4004394243825542787..comments2023-09-22T10:50:41.465-07:00Comments on Finny Knits: I'm just sayingFinnyKnitshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08813175777047535103noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15363790.post-24508893128008897832006-11-10T11:27:00.000-08:002006-11-10T11:27:00.000-08:00Shelley - I'd wager you'd have been enraged, too. ...Shelley - I'd wager you'd have been enraged, too. They were cock-blocking my wine guzzling extravaganza. And I know you don't stand for that business. <br /><br />Christine - You said it girl. Where there's wine, Finny will follow. Just don't get in the way ;) Wankers indeed.<br /><br />Lera - I think you know how much I like to chat, so being told to shut it so they could instruct me on how to tie my apron was unwelcome at best. They're lucky I didn't try to tie my apron over their mouth. Tards.FinnyKnitshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08813175777047535103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15363790.post-87976282827811204162006-11-10T09:55:00.000-08:002006-11-10T09:55:00.000-08:00lots of crab meat is always GOOD!
at least you ar...lots of crab meat is always GOOD!<br /><br />at least you are home now and don't have to be yelled out for talking while tying your apron :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15363790.post-76891969040155250012006-11-10T07:52:00.000-08:002006-11-10T07:52:00.000-08:00Good point that it was better than paintball - tha...Good point that it was better than paintball - that HURTS. However, the "chefs" there sound like a bunch of wankers! Good thing there was wine!Christine Tremoulethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14078957082337576395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15363790.post-3220700283001676862006-11-09T13:36:00.000-08:002006-11-09T13:36:00.000-08:00Hey you, before you get too snippy... the only "te...Hey you, before you get too snippy... the only "team building" that took place at my former employer's joint was when we all had to meet to "bond" over what to do about the kid who got drunk and peed on some guy's car while he was watching. Me, bitter? No, why do you ask?! ;-) Anyhoo, I'll take the ridiculous team building stuff anyday over that...toolish pseudo-cooking instructors or not!<br /><br />Am I wrong or did that conference FLY by?Shelley - At Home in Romehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07852984952753737225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15363790.post-8714758480511298902006-11-09T10:34:00.000-08:002006-11-09T10:34:00.000-08:00Steven - I'm so with you. We've engaged in all sor...Steven - I'm so with you. We've engaged in all sorts of bizarre activities in the name of team bonding. Thankfully our team has now been together long enough that, when left to our own devices, we plan outings like an early and extended happy hour followed by a group viewing of Jackass 2. <br /><br />I'm such a baby with these events now. We got to the location of our first nights "team outing" at a bar in SOMA and when the bartender told me we could only order beer, wine or sangria I pouted and drank club soda until the coordinator fixed it. No cocktails? BAH! Unacceptable!FinnyKnitshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08813175777047535103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15363790.post-6544102608275182942006-11-09T05:54:00.000-08:002006-11-09T05:54:00.000-08:00Be thankful you weren't playing paintball or doing...Be thankful you weren't playing paintball or doing some bullshit "trust exercises" instead. I hate those team building things, if they want you guys to bond they should spring for bottle service at 1015 Folsom. (Ecstasy optional).Stunned Donorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08760806404865427760noreply@blogger.com