friends research - Friday July 2 1999
Based on the tyrannical, juvenile lunacy with which your current workplace is run, I strongly suggest a pre-emptive strike against the Grand Pooh Bah with some Chicken Time Bombs.An email I just received from one of my correspondents:
In an empty mayonnaise jar, place several pieces of uncooked chicken--Tyson's 9-piece package works well. Next, fill the jar two-thirds full--but not all the way--with buttermilk. Screw the lid on tight, and you've got yourself a Chicken Time Bomb.
Hide a Chicken Time Bomb (maybe two, or three!) in a warm, dark place where it won't be disturbed or noticed (hung ceilings, behind dusty servers or refrigerators are good examples), and in a few months the fermentation gases will crack the jar.
The resulting smell is, well, comparable to being trapped in an elevator with several gutterpunks who've just polished off a hefty load of Mexican food.
So if you quit or get fired, you'll have made a stink about it, so to speak.
He may not have had what it took to land a Terry Hinricks, but he was a slippery one, that Trevor Levine. Well I recall the time he almost succeeded in getting Harkness Co-operative to finance the production of his debut album of uplifting tunes.