Tell us about your most colorful co-worker..or ex-co-worker.

i once worked at a spencer gifts, and my first day there this man was ranting about how his finace left him. later on, with he took one of the paddles we sold and told me he was going to spank me. i thought it was strange but i went on with the day. at the end he called the fiance a "bas-turd". it all made sense from there...


oh, you must of meant a different kind of colorful :blush:
 
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I had a partner that always demanded a moment of silence anytime we came in contact with a "pretty female." Apparently, she didn't like it when other women were beautiful, so the moment of silence was really a moment of silent hate. Then she'd break it and mutter, "Disgusting..."

Had another partner that had a habit of screaming while we were driving ambulances when not on calls. She'd yell and cuss at drivers that did even simple things, like checking twice at stop signs. She also somehow went through three hubcaps in one day.

I had another medic partner that was always funny to work with. She referred to IRs as "Mission Failure" forms. I once told her that I had a headache and probably needed some vitamin I. She looked at me...stared...and then muttered, "Jesus, I've never even heard of that." I then informed her that was my way of saying ibuprofen. I had to laugh that she thought she didn't know a vitamin.
 
I had a partner that always demanded a moment of silence anytime we came in contact with a "pretty female." Apparently, she didn't like it when other women were beautiful, so the moment of silence was really a moment of silent hate. Then she'd break it and mutter, "Disgusting..."

Had another partner that had a habit of screaming while we were driving ambulances when not on calls. She'd yell and cuss at drivers that did even simple things, like checking twice at stop signs. She also somehow went through three hubcaps in one day.


I had another medic partner that was always funny to work with. She referred to IRs as "Mission Failure" forms. I once told her that I had a headache and probably needed some vitamin I. She looked at me...stared...and then muttered, "Jesus, I've never even heard of that." I then informed her that was my way of saying ibuprofen. I had to laugh that she thought she didn't know a vitamin.

I'm so bad at road rage. I'll get angry at drivers who do things I perceive dumb :P
 
I had a partner who smoked like a chimney and drank coffee out of a 7/11 44oz cup... He did put in just enough ice to keep from scalding himself while sipping from the straw... He'd pick up the coffee about 7 am... and be done with it by about 8:30 am... if he's not thirsty.

The only time I've ever NOT seen him smoke or drink coffee was on calls... or when he ran out of cigarettes or coffee. He only smoked with coffee and only drank coffee when he smoked...

Later, he became a paraglider instructor...
 
I'm in an area with lots of rednecks, but I run with one guy who's the ultimate embodiment of the stereotype. Cigar hanging out of mouth at all times whether it's lit or not, and he chews tobacco. All he talks about is hunting, guns, and the old trucks he owns that he keeps planning to fix.

Another coworker is a nudist hippie. No nudity in the station, but that didn't stop him from telling us all about his latest nude cruise.

I'm not sure if this counts as colorful or just plain asinine, but I sometimes run with another EMT who likes to constantly lecture me on how my health problems shouldn't exist. His greatest hits include "you can't have liver problems because the liver heals itself," "allergies all happen because moms don't breastfeed and keep their kids from germs," and "pain can all be managed if you want to badly enough." He's a great example of why I usually don't tell people I have health problems. He treats chronically ill patients like this, too. I think he thinks he's House...
 
I'm in an area with lots of rednecks, but I run with one guy who's the ultimate embodiment of the stereotype. Cigar hanging out of mouth at all times whether it's lit or not, and he chews tobacco. All he talks about is hunting, guns, and the old trucks he owns that he keeps planning to fix.

Another coworker is a nudist hippie. No nudity in the station, but that didn't stop him from telling us all about his latest nude cruise.

I'm not sure if this counts as colorful or just plain asinine, but I sometimes run with another EMT who likes to constantly lecture me on how my health problems shouldn't exist. His greatest hits include "you can't have liver problems because the liver heals itself," "allergies all happen because moms don't breastfeed and keep their kids from germs," and "pain can all be managed if you want to badly enough." He's a great example of why I usually don't tell people I have health problems. He treats chronically ill patients like this, too. I think he thinks he's House...

Gosh, sounds like a guy I know! Polyamourist and resembles a biblical figure too by any chance...lol :rolleyes:
 
My favorite is the guy who wigged out at our last meeting. He flipped a classic 2 yr old tantrum and dented a steel door as he stormed out. Came back in raging. Fingers pointing, screaming, the whole psycho shebang. Guess what happened to him? Yep. Nothing.
 
Be careful with the Igun: it is a good stress reliever; but I have a coworker who had it on their phone and was written and had job threatened because of a complaint from another coworker: "She threatened me with it"..
 
Be careful with the Igun: it is a good stress reliever; but I have a coworker who had it on their phone and was written and had job threatened because of a complaint from another coworker: "She threatened me with it"..

That would be one write up I'd refuse. But then again I'd never use it/show it to someone I didn't know at least somewhat. That video though is fantastic.
 
Heard about one, flew HH43 PEDRO rescue helo in Japan

Capped many colorful episodes, including nearly bombing a boat of fisherman in Okinawa with a five foot length of telephone pole, by taking his chopper down and chasing a dog off the golf course and into base housing, barking at it through the PA speaker and blowing laundry and leaves everywhere.
 
had a lady that I worked with that would come in with different colored hair every monday; alway had to wear a hat due to it, but it was always funny to see what was next.
had pools going to see what she would do next.
 
Working mainly part time I've met alot of real nut heads. Probably none as bad as me, but still. My ride along probably takes the cake.

I had known the pair I did my ride along with for years. Because of our close friendship they felt it their duty to make my time a living nightmare:

They made me do the truck check not once, not twice, but three times just because we are from a rural area that gets very few calls, hence lots of time to kill.

I had to wash the truck after every run, including the 2 mile round trip to subway.

They also "did not know" my name, therfore I gained the nickname Student. They were not afraid to use it. Subway, CVS, Gas Station, anywhere we went I got addressed as "student" (at least until the tones dropped).

One of the requiements of my ride alongs was for me to take the BP of the crew. The medic had after years of practice perfected the art of driving his BP and pulse up and down. Needless to say, he had fun :censored:ing with me.
"What? 202/178 that can't be right! Do it again STUDENT!!!"
"Are you stupid?!? You went from 202/178 to 90/60!!! DO IT AGAIN STUDENT!!!"
 
The private comp I used to work for had a husband and wife team (him EMTP, her EMTI) that were batty as a cave. She was heavy into Wicca (Im all for religous prefrence) and when we were partners we had to make at least one trip to the local Wicca store. He was all about World of War Craft and re enactments (middle age). He would make his own chain mail at work and on his days off hire a babysitter for their 2 yr old so he could play his game for 24 hrs without interuption. They were a little off center but extremely entertaining to be around.
 
I haven't had any co-workers that are that crazy. Which makes me worry I'm the crazy co-worker...hmmm. :wacko:
 
I worked with a guy who was on the run from a motorcycle gang
 
Hey, if she can post about Spencer's I can post abot FF.

Let's call this guy "Possum" becuase his nickname was "Sugar Bear" but I don't want that to get out, ok?

In the course of four years he had the following admissions and incidents:

1. Caught eating other people's lunches when I put methylene blue into my grape jelly throwdown PB&J.
2. Drove the P2 crash truck out of the station with a side compartment door gullwinged open, tore off the door and put one BIG exterior station door out of sevice all of one Nebraska winter.
3. Would unthinkingly throw cigarette butts and coffee grounds out the window of the pumper, which the windstream would fling back on US on the tailboard.
4. Hunted squirrels by shooting wintertime nests like his pappy taught him.
5. When a distraught woman came home screaming "Where's my puppy?!" to us overhauling her burned out apt. , he was ambling out the front door about fifteen feet away with the sizzled pooch dangling by one leg.
6. Was so excited by his impending second wedding that he did the P2 trick above, plus bought himself a new Harley Sportster.
7. Was discoverd to have only a "three-level" training when a "five" was required to drive the vehicles off training status...as he had been doing for four years already.
8. Worked a flame thrower in 'Nam.

But the sweetest-dispositioned man you ever worked with and trustworthy when the chips were down.
 
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