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OK people what is the wierdest thing you have found while doing your job?

For me it was finding a .30 calibre hunting rifle bullet in a block of ood I was working on. It had been cut in half, the bullet, and yet no one else had noticed it till I saw it.

Death certificate for Hank Williams SR.

It's on microfilm, folks. Also have the birth certificate for Don Knotts and Soopy Sales.

My job involves sitting at a desk talking to people with broken computers.

I do not often get to 'find' things. I do, however, make many sociological observations. Usually involving people not having read the warranty contract they paid several hundred pounds for, and simply expecting arbitrary levels of service. Like an engineer turning up to fix their spellcheck (which was actually working, well, as far as MS Works can ever be said to be doing any such thing).

I found a set of brass knuckles once when cleaning out under the seats when I was working at the Go-Karts at Paramount Canada's Wonderland.

A series of nice 3Com switches where the stacking ports on the back had been abandoned in favor of patch cables on the front.

Various things which had been donated to us at some point in time, including:

A pair of unopened Pentium II Xeon processors. I would have loved to put them to use for the sheer novelty value (OMG look at these HUGE processors! They're XEONS holy shit!) but sadly (and strangely) no Slot 2 motherboards had been donated to go with the Slot 2 processors.

Over a dozen unopened Pentium Pro processors, mostly 166MHz but a few 200MHz beasties in the lot.

I was taking apart a computer one time and found a hunting knife (yes, inside the case). Things always get more interesting when you make house calls.

About a week after I started my current job, the resume of the boss who'd fired me from my previous job crossed my desk.

I don't believe it was, erm, processed correctly.

In my line of work I sometimes have to clean out old spaces and check through decktiles and old lockers.

Cleaning out an old' comm's floor I found one full set of camping plates/cups benith a decktile in a plastic bag shoved under a T-1 line.

In an old locker we found... 1-Riding Lawnmower Owners manual, 1 Airfilter for said Lawnmower and sixteen screws of various sizes. And the kicker, one quite nasty bit of extremelty aged birthday cake.

An Indian head nickel in my cash bag. I promptly switched it for one of mine. It is currently in my coin collection.

We found a 1 1/2 foot tall cardboard Eiffel Tower sitting in bush next to the campus rec center.

Weirdest thing I have found at my work (which is home, since I'm a mom ) has to have been a (now brace yourselves this is gonna gross some people out) a peice of poo inside a wrapped up towel, my son was afraid he would get in trouble for letting it fall outside the toilet. Poor little guy.

Sadest thing, happened just the other night, my fishies were eaten by my husbands fishies

Meh, I haven't had my current job (deli clerk) for very long. The only thing I ever found was a red rubber ball. This leads me to believe that one of my co-workers, who seems to like to yell at kids who dare to play with the balls on sale near the deli, actually bothered to confiscate one.

Various animal and human body parts and organs when I was working at the Customs postal facility.

It's not much, but I'll go with it. One of my old jobs involved counting collected bus fares. In one case, at the bottom of a bag filled to the brim with coins, tickets, and bills, there was a coupoun for muffins.

JME2 wrote:It's not much, but I'll go with it. One of my old jobs involved counting collected bus fares. In one case, at the bottom of a bag filled to the brim with coins, tickets, and bills, there was a coupoun for muffins.

Did anyone take it and subsequently use to buy said muffins?

Utsanomiko wrote:

JME2 wrote:It's not much, but I'll go with it. One of my old jobs involved counting collected bus fares. In one case, at the bottom of a bag filled to the brim with coins, tickets, and bills, there was a coupoun for muffins.

Did anyone take it and subsequently use to buy said muffins?

I believe one of my co-workers did. I would have taken it, but the bakery was nowhere near my base of operations.

I once found several large hangar size buildings completely full of opiates...

A used tamopng in the back seat of my cab.

aerius wrote:Various animal and human body parts and organs when I was working at the Customs postal facility.

I don't want to know but I'll say it anyway...

Whats the story behind this?

Uh...Keith Olbermann.

We had an office break-in awhile back and the thief left behind a trench coat. In the pocket there was a large white vibrator.

Well, at least the guy who found it claimed that it must have belonged to the burgler...

Vendetta wrote:My job involves sitting at a desk talking to people with broken computers.

I do not often get to 'find' things. I do, however, make many sociological observations. Usually involving people not having read the warranty contract they paid several hundred pounds for, and simply expecting arbitrary levels of service. Like an engineer turning up to fix their spellcheck (which was actually working, well, as far as MS Works can ever be said to be doing any such thing).

Sorta in the same boat I work in a network operation and security center. Look at computer screen waiting for somthing to break or someone call. The I patiently explain to them what they did wrong and how to fix it.

Actually when I did work outside of my home I worked at a place called Oil Changers (one of those places that changes the oil in your car in less than 10 minutes but then they try to sell you tonnes of other stuff which ends up keeping their bays busy for an hour ) Anyway, one morning I was opening for the boss and when I got there I found the place had been broken into, man did that ever put a knot in my stomach until I saw the boss. The place needed a lot of repairs after that night, these people had shot the cameras and ripped the alarm system off the wall, took a crowbar to the back door when they broke in the front door, I mean they could have just left the backdoor alone and left out the front door cause it's not like the cops were there, the alarm never allerted anyone . We figured out they only stole a few oil filters and some money, which wasn't a lot because the boss liked to keep the bare minimum in there, something like $100.00. We just laughed it off and said you've gotta be pretty hard up for cash if you break in and do that much damage for $100.00

Another day on that job, I had been working there for like 8 months and all of the sudden I saw one of my co-workers crawl up into a crawlspace above my workstation and the bathroom, that was hilarious to go up there and find a whole bunch of stuff I didn't even know we kept there. Makes sense though, it is where the air compressors were kept and when I thought about it afterwards I realised there were no other locations that the air compressors could be yet there would be no way we could do half the jobs we did for customers without air compressors

That was kind of like a Oh! That's where they are moment for me, not really weird or anything.

I know perfectly well what it meant, but it's still funny to see a huge-ass binder labled simply, Erection Notes.

Not really a thing, but when I worked at my old job at a movie theater, about every 4 or 5 months I'd go into a theater to check on some customer's complaint and find a couple having sex during the movie.