by kev on October 26, 2007
The strike is over. After one week of living - if you can call it “living” - without French Vanilla Coffee Creamer in the break room at work, my employers have finally decided to cave in and replenish the cupboards. Oh, did I not mention I had gone on strike over this? My bad.
While cruel in nature, my tactics while on strike obviously worked. The vanilla-coffee goodness I am sipping as I type this is proof they worked. And because I am a giver, I will now share with all of you the techniques I used so that you may duplicate them the next time you go on strike.
Please, people. Use extreme caution with what I am about to share with you:
Technique #1: Take Away Things They Enjoy
I switched from my usual Axe Body Wash to regular, scentless Ivory bar soap. Just like they took away the pleasant aroma that is my morning cup(s) of coffee, I took away the morning scent they most enjoy - me.
When walking around the building, I stopped my usual routine of singing Celine Dion songs. Instead, I only hummed them.
Technique #2: Take Away Their Innocence
Did you know that Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny aren’t real? So now do all 137 of my co-workers, thanks to an “anonymous” e-mail sent out to everyone.
(If you didn’t already know that, I sincerely apologize. Hey, I was just kidding. K, buddy?)
Technique #3: Use Psychological Warfare
Whenever someone asked me if they could borrow a pen or pencil, I told them I didn’t have one. But I really did.
Just as my college roommate did to me many years ago, I ate the same thing for lunch every day. The constant smell of Raisin Bran cereal for an entire week undoubtedly drove them all insane.
Technique #4: Be Pure Evil
When asked by my boss to recommend a good movie to rent this weekend I suggested, “anything with John Travolta, Kirstie Alley and a talking baby in it.”
More to Come
This list will grow as I remember more and more of the awful things I did. Right now, I can’t remember them all. After a week of being coffee deprived, my brain isn’t functioning at optimal level. In other words, I is stupid.
Do you have any techniques that I could have used? If so, leave a comment and share them. The men’s room is getting dangerously low on vanilla air freshener, so I might have to strike again pretty soon.



































October 26th, 2007 at 3:53 pm:
You lied about having a pencil they could borrow? That’s pretty low, Kevin. Pretty low, even for a strike involving French vanilla coffee creamer. You know what would make that worse? First, steal the pencil sharpener. Next, break the tip of the pencil. Then just wait for someone to ask for it again.
October 26th, 2007 at 9:37 pm:
You are cruel and unusual. But sometimes those are the measures one must take. You should forward this post to the president. I bet they could use you to get information out of prisoners we capture in the war on terror. You could tell them you don’t have a Koran with you when you really do…sneaky.
October 30th, 2007 at 12:14 pm:
“anything with John Travolta, Kirstie Alley and a talking baby in it.”
LOL. Thank goodness technology has come a ways. Oh wait, now all we watch are reality tv shows…
October 31st, 2007 at 4:28 pm:
This reminds me of what my wife does when someone cuts us off in traffic. She turns to me and says, “I gave them a LOOK.”
November 2nd, 2007 at 10:07 am:
Your employers must have pilfered the french vanilla creamer from MY break room at work, because now WE’RE out! Thanks. Thanks a lot.
P.S. YOUR stories are awesomely entertaining!
I’m definitely going to have to go back and read through your old posts, as well!
November 2nd, 2007 at 10:43 am:
There’s no Santa?