Kate Beckinsale: Like Mother, Like Daughter

Kate Beckinsale was once asked whether her four-year-old daughter had discovered sarcasm. She had: "The other day she said she wanted to grow up to be a movie star in Hollywood," Beckinsale recalled, "and some nice person said, 'You mean like Mommy?' and she said, 'No - I said I want to be a movie star..."

tortured by the dream of coffee.
by dehvokahn (996677) on Sunday August 27, @02:08PM (#15990276)
Well how's this for torture ...

When I worked in Tech Support for that ISP back in the day, My cubicle was directly across the way from a little mini-break room with a fridge and a sink and a coffee making machine. But here's the thing that tortured me forever while I worked there: The coffee machine had a place to put the water, a place to put the filter basket, a burner (and it was actually directly below where the filter basket goes), and there was a drawer in the room that actually had coffee, filters, and the works. But there was NO FRIGGEN ON SWITCH!!!!

You simply couldn't turn the thing on! The plug went into the wall, and you could hear it wirring like it was prepping the heating mechanism, but there was no button or switch to turn it on.

Every day during each of my two 10 minute breaks and my 30 minute lunch I would continually inspect the machine and search for a switch. I came in one day with my computer toolkit to take it apart and find the hidden switch, but my supervisor found me before I could and told me to log-in and get to work instead. Then we got a company wide email stating that there should be no taking apart of the equipment (no matter what it was) unless you were in Help Desk.

It gets worse, because I put a request into Help Desk to have it fixed, and my "friend" in helpdesk sent me this strange email that said something like:


You mean you actually tried to get that thing to work??? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahahaaa aaaaaaaa!!!! Wait 'till I tell the rest of Help Desk!


Well you can imagine after that I became a smoker and brought Mt. Dew every day (2-2liters)

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