Weirdest person you've ever worked with?

Aint Eazy Being Cheezy

So last week this colleague of mine asked me could I give him a lift into work. He lives in the next town over, but said he'd get a bus over and meet me along the way.

Anyway, anyone familiar with Drogheda bus depot knows it's on the northbound side of the dual carriageway, and I was going south, so I told him I'd collect him at McDonald's/Texaco on the opposite side.

So it's 6.25am and as I pulled up to the petrol station I see him, all five foot nothing, chest out, hands on hips, roaring in the window of McD's drive thru. I didn't beep, or flash the light's just yet, I put down the window to try and hear what was going on. I could hear the employee telling him to leave or she'd call the Gardai, so at that point I said "You right?" and he got in.

"What happened there?" says I.

"Aw she wouldn't serve me through that window, wanted me to walk back around the other side to the far window and order."

"How long are you there?" I said

"About 15mins. Only wanted a coffee."



:eek:

Thank Christ I haven't to give him a lift anymore. Anyone else come across somebody like that before?

Banjo String

Sounds like a lad I use to work with when I was a defence engineer. William foster was his name.

EyeSight

I once worked with a guy who wasn't that weird. But he would always walk around the office(and cafeteria etc.) in his socks. Which was grand, except when he would walk into the toilets like that. Any men here using public toilets know how there is always some sort of drippage on the floor

fleet_admiral

worked with a completely creepy and weird set of twins in bewleys years ago. they were identical in looks and personality. i shivered when i saw them

scudzilla

Back in Wales worked in this factory for around 6 months between jobs, all the guys were sound except one, he was a real wierdo.

We all sat in the canteen one day on our break, and this guy never says a word to anyone, but one day he just blurted out, "If you put pedigree chum on your balls a dog will lick it off", then he walked out.

He lived alone with 3 dogs, must have had great house parties

fleet_admiral

EyeSight wrote: »

I once worked with a guy who wasn't that weird. But he would always walk around the office(and cafeteria etc.) in his socks. Which was grand, except when he would walk into the toilets like that. Any men here using public toilets know how there is always some sort of drippage on the floor

and a map of Ireland on your slacks

TeddyTedson

One of the weirdest guys I worked with was also one of the coolest.
He thought me to juggle

Sulla Felix

Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure I'm the wierdest person some people have worked with.

Bassfish

Worked with a mature student named Paul doing a work placement (man in his late 40s). Christmas time was coming around and a secret santa was organised in the office with a €5 limit.
The guy came to me saying he was stressed not knowing what to get for the girl he was allocated so I said just get some novelty thing like a pair or socks or something like that. By saying that, I assumed he knew I meant a pair of novelty Christmas socks. But no,
The fukkin freak handed the girl a wrapped pair of HIS OWN WORN SOCKS! The girl was freaked out and didn't know what to say and actually started crying. No one talked much to Paul after that.

Sh1tbag OToole

Im only in this thread to see has anyone i worked with mentioned me yet

Worksforyou

Sulla Felix wrote: »

Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure I'm the wierdest person some people have worked with.

Maybe they're the weirdos and you're normal?

fleet_admiral

Bassfish wrote: »

Worked with a mature student named Paul doing a work placement (man in his late 40s). Christmas time was coming around and a secret santa was organised in the office with a €5 limit.
The guy came to me saying he was stressed not knowing what to get for the girl he was allocated so I said just get some novelty thing like a pair or socks or something like that. By saying that, I assumed he knew I meant a pair of novelty Christmas socks. But no,
The fukkin freak handed the girl a wrapped pair of HIS OWN WORN SOCKS! The girl was freaked out and didn't know what to say and actually started crying. No one talked much to Paul after that.

:eek:
hopefully he wasnt using them as bachelors socks.....

PizzamanIRL

If you can't spot the weirdo then the weirdo is you!

Thundering_Sky

I worked with someone who wanted all the staff to have a group hug at the start and end of the day :pac:

littlelulu

Thundering_Sky wrote: »

I worked with someone who wanted all the staff to have a group hug at the start and end of the day :pac:

That was me. I didn't realise people were against it

EyeSight

Bassfish wrote: »

Worked with a mature student named Paul doing a work placement (man in his late 40s). Christmas time was coming around and a secret santa was organised in the office with a €5 limit.
The guy came to me saying he was stressed not knowing what to get for the girl he was allocated so I said just get some novelty thing like a pair or socks or something like that. By saying that, I assumed he knew I meant a pair of novelty Christmas socks. But no,
The fukkin freak handed the girl a wrapped pair of HIS OWN WORN SOCKS! The girl was freaked out and didn't know what to say and actually started crying. No one talked much to Paul after that.

that was extremely weird! But why would she cry over that? I hate drama queens who cry like that for attention

Stavros Murphy

TeddyTedson wrote: »

One of the weirdest guys I worked with was also one of the coolest.
He thought me to juggle

The poor fool. And you a total non-juggler.

We had a lad start in the UK - they're specialler..this lad who looked like a werewolf turned up for his "trial day" - first thing he did was snap a crowbar with his bare hands, which is pretty much undoable, then he started telling us that in the evenings he liked looking in peoples windows to see what they were doing..and did we do that too...we all kinda went..Hmmm...funnily enough he got the flick that same day.

pablo128

A few foreign lads were in doing the racking in our new warehouse. Lunchtime came, and the lads sat in a circle on the floor. Out came half a sliced pan, and 4 onions. Yes, raw onion sambos all round! Dirty b@stards.

We had another lad, a proper unfortunate fcuker. He was ginger, had a crooked eye, and a serious stammer. But that aside, he had the memory of a goldfish. You would have to show him how to use the label printer 6 or 7 times a day. Until he broke the fcuking thing! He didn't last too long.

mrsbyrne

fleet_admiral wrote: »

worked with a completely creepy and weird set of twins in bewleys years ago. they were identical in looks and personality. i shivered when i saw them

I worked with a girl who was a triplet. A total weirdo. I stayed about a fortnight. I was actually afraid of her.

Merkin

Worked with a crrrrrrrazy b1tch called Jane who had some weird condition whereby she was just the biggest compulsive liar and fantasist going. It was entertaining at the start (kept getting texts from BOD looking for the ride etc) and her father being involved with the Russian mafia until the mad cow started all kinds of rumours about work colleagues. One stalking her imaginary boyfriend (from the telly) and others about affairs between people who had never spoken two words to one another. She really believed what she was saying as well which is all the more disturbing.

Worksforyou

pablo128 wrote: »

A few foreign lads were in doing the racking in our new warehouse. Lunchtime came, and the lads sat in a circle on the floor. Out came half a sliced pan, and 4 onions. Yes, raw onion sambos all round! Dirty b@stards.

Nothin like a lovely onion sandwich, maybe with a slice of cheese though.

stefan idiot jones

This will probably sound like bullsh!t but it isn't.

When I was an apprentice carpenter in the late eighties there was a guy called Alan working for the same company. Word got around that he was wierd or as some would put it 'a ****in' nutcase'.

I used to see him some mornings in yellow rain gear ready to leave the yard to go to his site.

12 months of the year whether rain or shile he would be wearing a yellow rain gear, which is bad enough in itself but unless you called him for lunch break or knocking off time he would just continue working. Many the time the foreman has been driving away from a job only to go back to collect this fcukwit.

But, this is the best bit. He would watch television through a mirror because of the'rays'.

He was divorced and single.

Reedsie

I worked with a guy who you could happily chat to but he was content enough to keep himself to himself. Nice guy, funny guy, but you sort of knew he was a bit of an 'individual'.
Anyway he'd work for months and save pretty hard. When he had a good few pound he'd take a week off and book a 5 star hotel for the week. He'd eat at the best restaurants in the city, get a turkish shave every day, travel around in limos... Live like an absolute king for a week, all on his own. All in the same city he lived in. Wouldn't even travel anywhere else.
When the week ended he was basically broke and he'd be back to the building site and he'd start saving again. Gas man.

orangesoda

I'd be one of the 'weird' lot, ah now, sure it's better than being a clone,

fleet_admiral

mrsbyrne wrote: »

I worked with a girl who was a triplet. A total weirdo. I stayed about a fortnight. I was actually afraid of her.

one horrible thing about them was that they lived near me so sometimes they used to sit with me on the dart. that freaked me out as i didnt want people thinking i was their friend

fleet_admiral

Paddy_R wrote: »

I worked with a guy who you could happily chat to but he was content enough to keep himself to himself. Nice guy, funny guy, but you sort of knew he was a bit of an 'individual'.
Anyway he'd work for months and save pretty hard. When he had a good few pound he'd take a week off and book a 5 star hotel for the week. He'd eat at the best restaurants in the city, get a turkish shave every day, travel around in limos... Live like an absolute king for a week, all on his own. All in the same city he lived in. Wouldn't even travel anywhere else.
When the week ended he was basically broke and he'd be back to the building site and he'd start saving again. Gas man.

I would see nothing wrong with that if he was single and had nobody to support other than himself. his money and up to him to choose how he spends it

shopaholic01

Paddy_R wrote: »

I worked with a guy who you could happily chat to but he was content enough to keep himself to himself. Nice guy, funny guy, but you sort of knew he was a bit of an 'individual'.
Anyway he'd work for months and save pretty hard. When he had a good few pound he'd take a week off and book a 5 star hotel for the week. He'd eat at the best restaurants in the city, get a turkish shave every day, travel around in limos... Live like an absolute king for a week, all on his own. All in the same city he lived in. Wouldn't even travel anywhere else.
When the week ended he was basically broke and he'd be back to the building site and he'd start saving again. Gas man.

He sounds like a legend! Living the dream for a week.

Reedsie

fleet_admiral wrote: »

I would see nothing wrong with that if he was single and had nobody to support other than himself. his money and up to him to choose how he spends it

I agree with you. He wasn't a 'weird' person as such, just a bit odd and eccentric. He's what came to mind though.

shopaholic01 wrote: »

He sounds like a legend! Living the dream for a week.

He was happy enough anyway.

deseil

Paddy_R wrote: »

I worked with a guy who you could happily chat to but he was content enough to keep himself to himself. Nice guy, funny guy, but you sort of knew he was a bit of an 'individual'.
Anyway he'd work for months and save pretty hard. When he had a good few pound he'd take a week off and book a 5 star hotel for the week. He'd eat at the best restaurants in the city, get a turkish shave every day, travel around in limos... Live like an absolute king for a week, all on his own. All in the same city he lived in. Wouldn't even travel anywhere else.
When the week ended he was basically broke and he'd be back to the building site and he'd start saving again. Gas man.

I like this dude made me smile xxx

Dozen Wicked Words

Worked with, and shared a room with bloke who, randomly in the night, used to shout out "hee, ha who!". He also used to put on a pixie voice in normal conversation.


In our line of work we had access to fire arms. Armed pixie impersonators are quite weird.

beano345

Worked in a warehouse in Sydney and don't ask me where management got their staff,one fella in particular springs to mind used to cycle into work and one day at finish time he puts on the elbow pads,knee pads,sunglasses, cycle helmet,hi viz vest to head home,about 20 mins he comes walking back in and says "huh forgot my bike" after walking half way home kitted out.

orangesoda

beano345 wrote: »

Worked in a warehouse in Sydney and don't ask me where management got their staff,one fella in particular springs to mind used to cycle into work and one day at finish time he puts on the elbow pads,knee pads,sunglasses, cycle helmet,hi viz vest to head home,about 20 mins he comes walking back in and says "huh forgot my bike" after walking half way home kitted out.

hibernia?

holystungun9

Thundering_Sky wrote: »

I worked with someone who wanted all the staff to have a group hug at the start and end of the day :pac:

littlelulu wrote: »

That was me. I didn't realise people were against it

I know the feeling. My suggestion of a group circle jerk to destress before we leave the office was shot down before I got the chance to explain the benefits. Their loss.

Bassfish

EyeSight wrote: »

that was extremely weird! But why would she cry over that? I hate drama queens who cry like that for attention

She was a young one who was very shy and the reaction from everyone was a mix of laughter and disgust and she hated the attention I guess.

Specialun

I worked with a guy who use to drink the sloath from the guinness trays after the bar closed..

Zed Bank

Specialun wrote: »

I worked with a guy who use to drink the sloath from the guinness trays after the bar closed..

Free drink is free drink!

Bassfish

Bassfish wrote: »

Worked with a mature student named Paul doing a work placement (man in his late 40s). Christmas time was coming around and a secret santa was organised in the office with a €5 limit.
The guy came to me saying he was stressed not knowing what to get for the girl he was allocated so I said just get some novelty thing like a pair or socks or something like that. By saying that, I assumed he knew I meant a pair of novelty Christmas socks. But no,
The fukkin freak handed the girl a wrapped pair of HIS OWN WORN SOCKS! The girl was freaked out and didn't know what to say and actually started crying. No one talked much to Paul after that.

Was this in galway by any chance?

Sam Kade

fleet_admiral wrote: »

worked with a completely creepy and weird set of twins in bewleys years ago. they were identical in looks and personality. i shivered when i saw them

I worked with this fella that thought he was American couldn't stop using American slang words

Bassfish

[Deleted User] wrote: »

Was this in galway by any chance?

Further south mon frere

rwg

Paddy_R wrote: »

I worked with a guy who you could happily chat to but he was content enough to keep himself to himself. Nice guy, funny guy, but you sort of knew he was a bit of an 'individual'.
Anyway he'd work for months and save pretty hard. When he had a good few pound he'd take a week off and book a 5 star hotel for the week. He'd eat at the best restaurants in the city, get a turkish shave every day, travel around in limos... Live like an absolute king for a week, all on his own. All in the same city he lived in. Wouldn't even travel anywhere else.
When the week ended he was basically broke and he'd be back to the building site and he'd start saving again. Gas man.

Is this really weird? I'm thinkin this would be kinda cool

holystungun9

Sam Kade wrote: »

I worked with this fella that thought he was American couldn't stop using American slang words

Awesome story bro!

Bassfish

Bassfish wrote: »

Further south mon frere

Sounds a little like a Paul I know. Lovely lad who can come out with some ridiculous stuff and reading the post he sprang to mind.

Frosty McSnowballs

Remember Alf the alien thing from the. 80's?

I was on a football team (as a kid) and one of the lads was nuts! He used to think he was Alf. Frequently during matches, if he saw a cat, he would start shouting and chasing them, with the intent to eat it! Just running off the pitch like!

Anyway, I worked with him briefly 15 years ago, he was caught at lunch out the back behind some containers, holding a cat down and eh, pulling the cock off himself.

Weirdo!

Custardpi

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

he was caught at lunch out the back behind some containers, holding a cat down and eh, pulling the cock off himself.

Weirdo!

Ah you were just jealous he was getting more pussy than you!

Frosty McSnowballs

Custardpi wrote: »

Ah you were just jealous he was getting more pussy than you!

Well I was next like, the boss scared it off

Zed Bank

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

Remember Alf the alien thing from the. 80's?

I was on a football team (as a kid) and one of the lads was nuts! He used to think he was Alf. Frequently during matches, if he saw a cat, he would start shouting and chasing them, with the intent to eat it! Just running off the pitch like!

Anyway, I worked with him briefly 15 years ago, he was caught at lunch out the back behind some containers, holding a cat down and eh, pulling the cock off himself.

Weirdo!

Bull****.

Frosty McSnowballs

Zed Bank wrote: »

Bull****.

Of course it is. I just like making things up to entertain the internet.

Hooked

Senor Fancy Pants wrote: »

Remember Alf the alien thing from the. 80's?

I was on a football team (as a kid) and one of the lads was nuts! He used to think he was Alf. Frequently during matches, if he saw a cat, he would start shouting and chasing them, with the intent to eat it! Just running off the pitch like!

Anyway, I worked with him briefly 15 years ago, he was caught at lunch out the back behind some containers, holding a cat down and eh, pulling the cock off himself.

Weirdo!

Was he shouting... Aaaayyyyyyy!!!!!

jonnny68

Used to work with an uber posh bloke who was asexual not interested in either sex it seems, either that or closet gay, and had horrific dress sense complete and utter weirdo.

josip

One guy I used to work with genuinely believed he was a horse.

rwg

Had to google metrosexual - astonished to find it has nothing to do with ones sexual preference

was kind of expecting it to be one having a sudden urge whilst on the Dart