Has it occurred to anyone that this woman might have other problems at work, and that this was a way (a very stupid way mind you) of getting her to move on to another job?
Further more, she was offered a wig, refused to wear it.
Still, the owner of the restaurant should win multiple prizes in the categories of "PR Disasters of the Year", "Shooting one's self in the foot", "Poorly thought out employee relations policies" and "Defend the Indefensible Golden Cup Award".
Well, this may be splitting hairs with those who said it was a lumber stamp, but I say it's a timber stamp.
The difference is that the stamp is used not at the sawmill, but in the actual logging operation in the woods to mark the ends of logs with a numerical representation as to where in the forest they came from and thereby who owns it. That way the Forest Service or the sawmill knows of the log has been stolen.
"Brenda shouted: “Fetch! fetch!” and instinctively Penny jumped into the torrent."
Why is it that animals always have to do things "instinctively"? Is there a "Put your own life at risk in order to save a human life" gene involved? Are all animals merely robotic automatons?
Every time I see a story about this "scream" I wonder how long it will be before someone identifies that "car crash" sound effect I've heard so many times.
"Tires screech, crash sound with muffled male scream half way through"
I've heard it on quite a few old radio programs, such as Boston Blackie, The Saint and The Shadow. If anyone has a copy of the novelty song by "Nervous Norvus" "Transfusion", it's repeated there at least 4 times.
Further more, she was offered a wig, refused to wear it.
Still, the owner of the restaurant should win multiple prizes in the categories of "PR Disasters of the Year", "Shooting one's self in the foot", "Poorly thought out employee relations policies" and "Defend the Indefensible Golden Cup Award".
The difference is that the stamp is used not at the sawmill, but in the actual logging operation in the woods to mark the ends of logs with a numerical representation as to where in the forest they came from and thereby who owns it. That way the Forest Service or the sawmill knows of the log has been stolen.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Why is it that animals always have to do things "instinctively"? Is there a "Put your own life at risk in order to save a human life" gene involved? Are all animals merely robotic automatons?
God forbid anyone suggest otherwise.
"Tires screech, crash sound with muffled male scream half way through"
I've heard it on quite a few old radio programs, such as Boston Blackie, The Saint and The Shadow. If anyone has a copy of the novelty song by "Nervous Norvus" "Transfusion", it's repeated there at least 4 times.
Gosh it's late.... can you tell :)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magical_Negro