Let me start by coming clean and saying that this didn’t happen in my office to our James, but it DID happen.
So James goes down the pub for a drink after work. Just a quiet drink, it’s not intended to be a long one out, but it becomes one of those nights. You know what I’m talking about, one drink leads to another and the next thing you know you’re ordering in table food because you aren’t making it home for dinner. It was a really good night as well by all accounts, everyone was having a good time. Chintu with his usual invincibility went over to a group of ladies who turned out to be from the PR Company down the road opposite Foxtons and the next thing everyone knew they’d come over to join the group and James was sharing a sofa with a couple of lovely PR types. Now there is nothing wrong or sinister in this part, for thos of you who know who I’m talking about James isn’t married, is single and this story isn’t going to lead on to him having an affair, his wife finding out about it through facebook, and James ending up with a divorce, no home to live in and being fired (though I’m sure that would have happened at some point to someone by now). No, he had a few more drinks, got talked into going clubbing after leaving the pub by David who was trying to be a little more proactive and help James out a little (that boy really needs to find a lady and can be a little rubbish around women sometimes). So they went clubbing, and all in all had a really great night. James got a phone number from Miss PR, and then him and David staggered to a cab which carted them both to their respective homes for the night.
Now James not being as young as he used to be was feeling a little worse for wear the next morning. The man had a serious hang over and wasn’t going to be slightest bit of use at work that day so he called in sick and made his excuses. We’ve all done it, and James was no exception. Still it was all good, he’d had a good night, and he’d gotten a phone number that he would use the next day.
The next day – he decided to wait till after work to call – he went into work, and was called into his bosses office. A little surprise he went in. He sat down, and when asked why he wasn’t in work the previous day, did his duty and told the standard bend of the truth by saying that he was really ill and couldn’t make it in. The boss asked him if he was sure that was the reason. James, a little confused now said yes.
What followed was a ½ an hour interrogation about the night before and all that had gone on. It included a questioning of James integrity as a person, and in fact his boss asked him if every time he had called in sick it was because he had been out partying! James was shocked! How did he know?!
The answer: Facebook.
His boss had been flicking to check his emails in it and had ended up looking at James wall to find a plethora of messages on James wall taking about how drunk he was the night before, and making suggestive comments about him and the girl he was last seen with! His Boss, who prided his company on their honesty, was livid and quite upset. At the end of the meeting he let James go.
Yes – Facebook got him fired! He got his 6 weeks pay and all that, but he lost his job. Worse still, shocked and depressed when he got home to try and dial the ladys number, she must have written it down wong because it was invalid!
So let this be a lesson for all of us, if you are going to lie about being sick at work, make sure your story checks out both in reality and on-line!
The company has just come up with a new scheme, now anyone can get treatment at a cosmetic surgery clinic
with a hefty discount. Being natually good looking of course I have no interst in that kind of thing.