Print Shop Stories
Mitch and the Banana Bombs

You never knew what to expect from Mitch, but you could pretty much it would be gross.  Even I wasn’t always immune to the sick things that he said and did.  No in the shop was immune to the Banana Bomb.

Mitch’s digestive track was very finicky.  It did not like bananas.  Mitch got the worst gas from them, but he still ate them at least once a week.  He was making ammunition – the Banana Bomb.

Here is how the attack took place: Mitch would walk by another person’s work area very quietly.  The victim would never know that he had been by – except for his calling card.  The Banana Bomb.  It was an unmistakable smell.  The victim would rush out of their area and go streaking outside, their fingers clamped securely over their nose.  It was hilarious … unless you were the victim.

Mitch seemed to be only one not affected by the Bombs, and he used this to his advantage.  The work areas in the shop were almost like cubicles, only instead of those little paper-thin cloth covered partitions, they were walls, about 4 inches in thickness, with a opening of about four feet between the top and the ceiling.  These little cubby holes were called “booths”.  Mitch’s booth was separated by our friend Craig’s only by one wall.  Mitch would wait until Craig was working on a very important job, let loose the Banana Bomb, and wait for the shriek.  The smell would climb the wall and Craig would start to sweat.  Craig couldn’t leave, so he had to suffer with the smell until that particular project was through.

Mitch also used these little smell bombs to deter management from visiting him in his booth.  He saved them up, but they were 100% effective.  When one of the supers came strutting up to ask him to work on a rush job or to complain about the noise level or whatever, *whoosh*.  Super would quickly wrap up the talk and run back to their office. *door slam*  It was delightful for the rest of us.  They normally didn’t feel safe enough to reappear for another hour or so.

Previous Mitch posts:
Mitch – He’s Not All Bad, Mitch in Costume, Metting Mitch
Other Print Shop Stories:
Nekkid Noodles, Miss Halloween pt 1, Miss Halloween pt 2, Owen