Anyway what is your company's internet access policy, and have you been caught transgressing it? And how / with which website, obviously. I need to check mine out...
― Paul, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
In any case, breaking up the day with a bit of internet or email chat is no different than stopping for a few words with co-workers at the water cooler except that with emails you can converse with people you actually like not just the twats you find yourself stuck with at work. And breaking up the monotony of work can ultimately lead to a better job being done anyway.
― scott, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dave q, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Madchen, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Emma, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
This strikes me as a bit odd. Have they done research about the number of swear words it takes to offend? Isn't it quality, rather than quantity? Surely if they can count the number of swear words in an email they can come up with something more sophisticated than this. They should have a weighting system - 'bloody' is like, lower than 'Meatloaf' in terms of offensiveness, whilst 'twunt' instigates an automatic life ban from editing the company newsletter.
There is a new virus going around, called "work."
If you receive any sort of "work" at all, whether via email, Internet, or simply handed to you by a colleague ...DO NOT OPEN IT.
This has been circulating around our building for months, and those who have been tempted to open "work" or even look at "work" have found that their social life is deleted and their brain ceases to function properly.
If you do encounter "work" via email or are faced with any "work" at all, then to purge the virus, send an email to your boss with the words "I've had enough of your crap... I'm off to the pub."
The "work" should automatically be forgotten by your brain. If you receive "work" in paper-document form, simply lift the document and drag the "work" to your garbage can. Put on your hat and coat and skip to the nearest bar* with two friends and order three pints of beer (or Jack and Coke).
After repeating this action 14 times, you will find that "work" will no longer be of any relevance to you and that "Scooby Doo" was the greatest cartoon ever.
Send this message to everyone in your address book. If you do NOT have anyone in your address book, then I'm afraid the "work" virus has already corrupted your life.
*Note: this urgent email sent unprompted this morning by my friend NB, whose u&k dispref for pubs shines thru even in emergencies....
― mark s, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― jel, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― electric sound of jim, Thursday, 28 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― N., Friday, 1 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)