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Post by bigern809 on May 25, 2018 12:25:00 GMT -6
Today's our last work day here at school, so we had our final luncheon. After eating, the elementary and secondary principals recognized certain achievements and those leaving. Of course, three of my co-workers and I were cutting up and talking crap the entire time. That's what we do lol.
That got me thinking that in my 6 years coaching, how fortunate I've been to work with some absolutely amazing people that have become some of my best friends. I don't know if it's a fluke, or that I can easily adapt to others pretty well, but I'm going to miss these guys A LOT. So, how about sharing some of your favorite, or crazy, stories about your best co-workers.
One that I won't live down, or will ever forget, is when we played Harper at their place last year. They're by far our toughest district opponent (and have the one short messican coach I like) and we were struggling with our bats. Couldn't generate ANY hits. We had a freshman that I HATED. Just one of those kids......we all have one that we can't stand....and she had been hitting the crap out of the ball all district....until now. After her like 3rd at bat striking out, I turned to my head coach and one of the assistants and yelled, "IT'S HER MASK! SHE CAN'T SEE IN THAT FKING MASK!!!!!" They look at me allll :I Yes, we're required to wear a face mask in softball....but that's been in place over 10 years now...she was wearing a new helmet and IDK, I just went full retard. The crap they gave me about it was crazy. Them b!ches still talk about it and give me hayull and send dumb arse memes about it. Love them b!tches.
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Post by acsl8ter on May 25, 2018 12:51:06 GMT -6
sounds like a crappy place to work
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Post by Hoss on May 25, 2018 12:53:15 GMT -6
tltr
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Post by texasleaguer on May 25, 2018 12:57:15 GMT -6
I worked with a fella that was so large he just rolled around class in an office chair. When we had staff meetings, luncheons, etc he would wheel his chair down the hall and sit in his own chair. I often wonder if he's died of congestive heart failure yet.
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Post by Hoss on May 25, 2018 13:00:49 GMT -6
Good story ern.
We had a coach that would berate officials at JV games like crazy. Never got flagged but would pi$$ off the ref to the point they would flag another coach when asking a calm legitimate question. That guy is now sitting on a beach in Mexico sippin tequ!lla enjoying the retired life.
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Post by captainpablo on May 25, 2018 13:06:40 GMT -6
I worked with a guy who would routinely use his coffee mug as a spitter and vice versa.
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Post by texasleaguer on May 25, 2018 13:08:03 GMT -6
Worked with a coach that everyone called LBH. He was a short dude and just seemed absolutely pissed all the time. Never outright mean, but felt like you needed to watch yourself around him. LBH for little ball of hate.
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Post by captainpablo on May 25, 2018 13:15:23 GMT -6
Saw an all-out cat fight between two young teachers in a classroom, in front of about 20 stunned kids, over a coach. And yes, they were both pretty hot. I don't think I'll ever see something cooler in my lifetime if I live to be 900 years old.
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Post by captainpablo on May 25, 2018 13:20:04 GMT -6
Needless to say, the coach of aforemention quickly gained legendary status.
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Post by texasleaguer on May 25, 2018 13:30:12 GMT -6
Saw an all-out cat fight between two young teachers in a classroom, in front of about 20 stunned kids, over a coach. And yes, they were both pretty hot. I don't think I'll ever see something cooler in my lifetime if I live to be 900 years old. They each didn't know he was pouring the coals to the other? This sounds like a good story. I'm ready to read it from beginning to end. |
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Post by captainpablo on May 25, 2018 13:37:46 GMT -6
It was awesome. He was a good kid, right out of college. He managed to juggle them both for awhile before the jig was up, and I think he even kept pulling the wool with both of them for a pretty good spell even afterwards. Ironically enough, the kid got out of the business after that one gloriously triumphant year to sell used cars, which actually makes sense. Somebody oughta make a movie about him.
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Post by Hoss on May 25, 2018 13:52:24 GMT -6
We had a guy we called Uncle Rico, he's out in Wall now, I think. Guy always talked about his intramural flag football team winning the national intramural tournament or some sh!t. Always said they had the best team in the nation and he was their QB. So randomly we run into Uncle Rico's brother at bar. I'm pretty lubed up and generally don't give 2 sh!ts what someone thinks so I ask the guy about his brother's flag football glory days. Old Rico's brother d@mn near falls off his bar stool laughing. Tells us that Rico was the QB on a co-ed intramural team. After we all found that out we would ask him questions about playing in the "National Championship" and he would go off telling a story like he played in Super Bowl number 1.
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Post by bugtruck on May 25, 2018 17:59:41 GMT -6
I thought Stud went into the pool sales business. Never knew he also[ sold cars.
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Post by newcoach on May 26, 2018 14:43:05 GMT -6
One thing I hate is working with stiffs. I love being able to cut up and have fun at work. People who are too serious suck.
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2018 17:52:13 GMT -6
stud once worked with a guy that got ran out of town for effing everyone’s daughter, one guys son and a goat....he was also notorious for consuming large amounts of alcohol....he’s a member here....
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2018 17:54:55 GMT -6
worked with a guy one time....it was taks or staar or toss testing day....stud walks by him after lunch and he’s sitting in front of the principals office....stud has never even spoken to this guy before but says....you getting swats? what’d ya do?
stud later finds out the dude got reprimanded because he lost his test admin book and winged the whole “now open your packet by using the eraser end of your pencil speech”...
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Post by bigern809 on May 29, 2018 6:50:17 GMT -6
I worked with a fella that was so large he just rolled around class in an office chair. When we had staff meetings, luncheons, etc he would wheel his chair down the hall and sit in his own chair. I often wonder if he's died of congestive heart failure yet. You worked with my ex? He would take a chair out to the football field. So disgustingly embarrassing. I think back to this and know I made the right decision. |
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Post by bigern809 on May 29, 2018 6:55:27 GMT -6
I worked with a gal a couple years ago who was amazing, we're still very good friends. Polaroid Patty knows her. So, I'm not a track person at all. COuldn't gaf about it. We had some kids running at regionals and she calls me up...hey come on out to South Dallas, I got my room upgraded to a suite. So I goes out and we're looking for a bar. Stumble upon an establishment called the 4th Quarter. First thing we see is a tranny talking up the bouncer. Walk in and we're the only 2 big white betches in there, and the other messican coach. Owner gives us free drinks, bottle service...the whole 9. I karaoke "Slob on my knob" and then finish the night by doing the electric slide. Good times...
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Post by texasleaguer on May 29, 2018 8:24:51 GMT -6
stud once worked with a guy that got ran out of town for effing everyone’s daughter, one guys son and a goat....he was also notorious for consuming large amounts of alcohol....he’s a member here.... Interesting guy. |
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Post by xdipster on May 29, 2018 10:43:44 GMT -6
stud once worked with a guy that got ran out of town for effing everyone’s daughter, one guys son and a goat....he was also notorious for consuming large amounts of alcohol....he’s a member here.... Jokes on you. Sheep are not goats. Big difference, mainly it's easier to grip a sheep because of the wool. |
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