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Time For a Coffee Break! / Re: Instant justice stories
« Last post by MommyPenguin on Today at 11:36:23 AM »
There's something a little sadistic about the extreme-gore type of safety videos. Particularly showing them to children.

On top of which, statistics show it doesn't work. Yes, people react to it - but it doesn't seem to transfer into safer behaviour in the long run.

(One of the funnier stories about this type of video is about a company that used one to encourage the wearing of eye protection when machining metal. You can imagine the images. They eventually had to pull the video because - it was causing too many accidents. People were fainting during the presentation and hurting themselves.)

I remember seeing this one!  I'm not very easily grossed out/horrified, and I found the depiction of them performing surgery to remove the metal from the guy's eye to be fascinating.  But, yeah, they warned us about the video.
12 general / Re: The Never Ending Monologue
« Last post by MommyPenguin on Today at 11:33:01 AM »
Sounds like Lady Catherine de Bourgh, and even she occasionally stopped to ask a question and wait for an answer!
Time For a Coffee Break! / Re: Instant justice stories
« Last post by Elfmama on Today at 11:31:43 AM »
We didn't get train or bus video horrors.  Instead we got forest fires and chainsaws and blasting caps.  (Up in the mountains in Northern California, where the Cascades run into the Sierras.)  Chainsaws still give me the collywobbles, even though I've used DH's little electric chainsaw without managing to slice off any important body parts. 
Time For a Coffee Break! / Re: Instant justice stories
« Last post by Luci on Today at 11:29:23 AM »
Who here is old enough to remember the original Red Asphalt?

Or too old? I remember a younger cousin discussing this with me.  :)
Time For a Coffee Break! / Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Last post by Drunken Housewife on Today at 11:26:54 AM »
The grocery store near my house has a very small parking lot underneath the store.  It is only large enough for about 12 cars.  Most people who go to this grocery store go on foot, as it's in a very dense neighborhood, but I tend to drive because I live up a steep hill from the store.  Often all the parking spots are full, and what you can do is sit in your car near the entrance (which doesn't hinder anyone from leaving).  One time I went to this store and waited in my car until someone left, and I pulled into their spot.  Someone arrived just after me who didn't feel like waiting for a spot to open up, and he impatiently pulled his car into a space which looks like it could be a parking spot but is marked off as "DO NOT PARK HERE" and has diagonal lines painted all across it, so it's clearly not a parking spot.  (Please forgive me if my description doesn't make it clear here).  He was parked at right angles to my car.  My car was in the very last of a few legal spots on the right back of the store, and his was illegally parked on the back wall.  The car in the first legal spot on that back wall could easily pull out without hitting my car, but it was clear that it would be very difficult for him to pull out without hitting my car.  It's easier to drive forwards than reverse, so you could wriggle into that space, but only a superior driver would wriggle out harmlessly. 

I felt really sick that day, so I sent my daughter upstairs with some money to pick up a few things, and I waited in the car miserably.  The man who'd pulled in impatiently just after me came over to my car and gestured at me imperiously.  Then he informed me that I needed to move my car because he wouldn't be able to get his out.  There was no "please" or any other kind , polite language, just a flat out demand.  Mind you, he hadn't gone into the grocery store yet.

I told him, "No, I'm not moving my car until I am ready to leave."  From my point of view, I was legally parked, he was too impatient to wait for a proper spot, and also who knew if I'd be there when he was ready to leave.  I also had no other spot to move to, and on top of that, I was sick.

The fellow was really peeved that I didn't hop to and tossed his head around and then demanded to know what I was doing there in my car.  Here I am ashamed of how I reacted:  I should have just given him an incredulous stare, told him it wasn't his concern, or used any of the appropriate shutting-down remarks.  But I was sick and miserable, so I actually told him I was waiting for my daughter.  Of course he felt that was inappropriate.  At this point I rolled up my window and firmly averted my gaze from him.  Eventually he gave up and went into the store (possibly to complain about me?  >:D).  My daughter came out with our groceries, and I left without seeing him again.  Odds are someone else came in and took my same spot, though.  I would hope he learned something about using the marked, appropriate parking spots, but eh, probably not.
Time For a Coffee Break! / Re: Instant justice stories
« Last post by Reika on Today at 11:23:26 AM »
There wasn't any screaming in my class. There was a lot of whimpering though. >:D
Time For a Coffee Break! / Re: Instant justice stories
« Last post by artk2002 on Today at 11:20:34 AM »
Who here is old enough to remember the original Red Asphalt?
My co-worker friend who has the cubicle next to me has a bad cold.  He was off for the last couple of days, and he's back today.  Why he came back, I have no idea - when I asked him how he was feeling, he groaned "Awful."  He keeps sniffling and coughing and making "Poor me" noises, and it's driving me batty.

(Our company's sick leave policy is excellent, so it's not like he'd run out of sick days.)
Time For a Coffee Break! / Re: Instant justice stories
« Last post by Shalamar on Today at 11:14:34 AM »
I remember one of those "don't play in traffic" films that I saw in grade 3 - in retrospect, it was laughably amateurish (it looked like they used ketchup for blood), but it traumatized me at the time!

Oh, and the "don't use drugs" film - I remember a little girl walking down the street with a paper bag full of pills, popping handfuls of them like they were M&Ms (which they probably were).   I'm pretty sure your average drug user doesn't do that.
We were able to answer some questions that seemed impossible to the person making the request. 

A certain professor gave the same assignment to his students every semester. It got so that, as soon as we heard that a student of Dr. X's class was coming in, we knew exactly what material to pull. 

It was also a given that, after getting photocopies from this material, at least one student a semester would arrive a few days before the assignment was due with an anonymous photocopy and ask, 'What book did I get this from?'.

Yep, we were able to tell him or her because we'd photocopied it so many times we could almost recite the text.   
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