So, I work in HR. You know, the place where you're supposed to behave yourself? The place where you're not supposed to say anything inappropriate and be all PC and all that good stuff. The "safe zone"?
An employee came in to see me this morning to discuss his dental coverage. He's a nice guy who often comes in and shares stories about his kids, etc. We got to chatting about movies and I mentioned that I had gone to see the Dear John premier last night.
Employee: " Man, did you get anything to eat from concessions? The prices of that stuff lately is astronomical!"
ME: "I know, right? Coworker L. and I decided that we would get popcorn and candies and then she went and spilled our Reeses Penises..er...penis..er...pieces...err.. ...durrr...umm..all over the floor in the movie theater."
And then I died a little on the inside due to the sheer embarrassment of it all.
HR...NOT where you should go to discuss Reeses Penises.
"Well-well look. I already told you: I deal with the god damn customers so the engineers don't have to. I have people skills; I am good at dealing with people. Can't you understand that? What the hell is wrong with you people? "