All Hands on Derek

“I think I heard a bear! No, it sounds more like a cougar! Wait, what if it’s some sort of unholy bear-cougar hybrid monster lurking out there waiting to eat us! Camping is so scary; how can you just lie there sleeping when we’re surrounded by danger?”

“Well, it is weighing heavily on my mind at the moment…” (Imgur)
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8 thoughts on “All Hands on Derek

  1. Elaine C. Williamson September 3, 2018 / 12:41 pm

    Paws on Derek?

  2. Ffleur2 September 3, 2018 / 12:46 pm

    Bahahaha. BEST scroll-down!

  3. allein ? September 3, 2018 / 1:46 pm

    Lol…my work does “all hands on deck” meetings every month. I really wasn’t sure what to expect, here.

    • Blue Footed Booby September 4, 2018 / 8:20 am

      Mine has done those via phone a few times. The first time everyone dialed in, muted their handset, and kept working. A person in every cube group would have it on speaker. The sound at the end of a thousand phones hanging up at once was glorious.

      The subsequent meetings we just ignored. So useless.

      • allein ? September 4, 2018 / 8:38 am

        I work at a warehouse, so they do one for each shift of the warehouse staff (not sure if they break those up into smaller groups or not; that’s a lot of people) and one for the office staff. Us office folks all gather at the front of the office area by the big windows. The VP of HR usually runs it – they talk about any upcoming events and other goings on, the VP of distribution does a little “state of the company” sort of thing, and they announce the employee of the month, and then we all go back to our desks. It’s a nice little break, to be honest. If I had to just sit at my desk and call in, I’d probably be annoyed by it.

        • catwhisperer September 4, 2018 / 10:47 am

          Wow, Allein! I didn’t realize you worked at Dunder-Mifflin. 😉

          • allein ? September 4, 2018 / 10:51 am

            lol…I never actually watched that show..

  4. AB September 3, 2018 / 4:30 pm

    Lol… This dog is like me camping in South Dakota. All night I thought I was hearing cougars growling. Turns out it was male buffalo calling, which means we weren’t actually in danger of being eaten, just trampled.

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