A colleague phoned one of the houses of the small charity I work for. We house mentally and physically disabled people to help them live more independent lives, and he got one of our support workers, a Bolivian I'll call G. He was chatting away to her and it all seemed quite friendly, then he suddenly said, "Why are you working for us? Shouldn't you be out selling cocaine?". Argh, argh, argh. He maintains it was a joke. What a comedian...
Have colleagues ever made anyone else want to hide under the desk and cry?
Have colleagues ever made anyone else want to hide under the desk and cry?