I worked at a Wendy’s in high school for a few years. One trick we pulled on this really dense guy was the “pickle count”. We had him stand in our big back freezer, counting pickles from a industrial size bucket into another one-to make sure our inventory was right. He was back there for half a shift until the manager found him!
Our dumb secretary brought me a fax at the end of the day. She proudly informed me she was smarter than the secretary that sent the fax, since the other secretary loaded the material into the fax machine upside down. Indeed, the fax I got consisted of two pages: the first looked normal but the second was blank.
The next day I informed our secretary that, alas, she was the dumber of the two. The remainder of my fax come through normally after I loaded paper into the fax machine.
I work in a local hardware store. Recently, a new employee was hired to work at the store. On his first day on the job he announced to everyone that he was mechanical genius and smarter than everyone else. After several days on the job I realized he was a complete moron. First, he misspelled grease. He spelled it G-R-E-E-S. Second, he put together a wheelbarrow with the handles on backwards. The final convincing argument that he had the intellect of a 3 year old child was when he put together an extension cord with the same part on both ends(both ends could plug into a socket). When I told him he made a mistake he simply asked, “What’s wrong with it?”. All I could manage was a laugh.
I had a colleague who was very messy. Half of his cubicle was a pile of junk that reached to the top of the cubicle. Whenever he wanted something, he would rummage through all the stuff, throwing things aside until he found it. One day I asked him to find a computer file for me that I’d erased by mistake. It was taking him a while, so I went to look over his shoulder. His desktop was an exact duplicate of his cubicle. It had a massive pile of icons in one corner, and he was furiously rummaging through them to uncover the right file.