Coworker decided to move my RK
#11
Right or wrong you wont make any friends at work by being mad that another biker moved your bike in order to help another stranded employee out.
You will look bad in this one. Best case is grab a chance to say thanks for helping out another worker and please make sure you find me next time.
You will look bad in this one. Best case is grab a chance to say thanks for helping out another worker and please make sure you find me next time.
Good reply. The best education in this case would start out heavy on reason and light on testosterone. You can always turn on your ***** later if you have a slow student.
#12
Yeah, Thank him, but ask him to interupt whatever you're doing next time first.
He'll get the message and no one gets their feelings hurt.
He'll get the message and no one gets their feelings hurt.
#13
Dude, maybve im wrong but i dont think so. I think YOU FUMBLED THE BALL on this one. You shoulda "checked " that dude in private (meaning talk to him in no uncertain terrms). I once had a delivery guy fondle my controls while i was inside the diner eating breakfast lookingh out the window at the asswi&%^! pass his fingers alongh my shifer and handle. I walked out and asked the idiot if he would appreciate it if i would go up to his wife or GF and feel up her ****. Would her feel pissed off?!? Some ******** need that taslkin to. Thats my two cents.
#14
Yeah, I would wonder why it was so urgent that they couldn't wait a couple of minutes for me to come and move it for them. Reason dependent, I would maybe just let them know that I would rather move it myself and let them know that it is considered bad form to touch another man's bike. If the battery was down when I got there, I would have a hard time with that one.
#15
Right or wrong you wont make any friends at work by being mad that another biker moved your bike in order to help another stranded employee out.
You will look bad in this one. Best case is grab a chance to say thanks for helping out another worker and please make sure you find me next time.
You will look bad in this one. Best case is grab a chance to say thanks for helping out another worker and please make sure you find me next time.
There is a time and place to go off and i dont thnk this is it.---i would make sure he knows NOT to touch your bike again.He may have seriously thought it was not a big deal since yall know each other and are apart of the "biker brotherhood" lol----I would let this slide but inform the dude not to do it again.......if it happens again then feel free to bash his fkn skull in.
#18
That guy shoulda found you first. Helping somebody else is not the issue. How about if he'd a got in your locker, and rifled your wallet for money to loan the broke down dude for a can of gas? What about him walking into your unoccupied house to use the phone and call a wreaker? Private property is just that. He was way out of bounds as far as I'm concerned. He might not need a whipping, but if it were me, I'd sure plainly tell him how the cow ate the cabbage.
#20
Everyone pretty much hit the bull's eye on advice,considering it IS your job & you don't wanna do anythin to jeopardize it. If it were a non-job situation, then a lesson in protocol might've been in order; I might've done what I once did back in the day:
I was in Kenny's Castaways in Greenwich Village,back in the late 70's. Came outside to find a really annoying looking yuppie guy--you know the kind--Izod shirt,short hair,loafers,you just KNOW his name is Brad or Todd, leaning against my Sporty like it was a park bench, talking to his friends. Make a long story short--he looked up at me from where he wound up lying on his back in the middle of Bleeker street & called me a heterosexual bigot. I miss those days where you could give someone a leson in "decorum" without fear of reprisals from the law.
I was in Kenny's Castaways in Greenwich Village,back in the late 70's. Came outside to find a really annoying looking yuppie guy--you know the kind--Izod shirt,short hair,loafers,you just KNOW his name is Brad or Todd, leaning against my Sporty like it was a park bench, talking to his friends. Make a long story short--he looked up at me from where he wound up lying on his back in the middle of Bleeker street & called me a heterosexual bigot. I miss those days where you could give someone a leson in "decorum" without fear of reprisals from the law.