When did you accidentally come across as a complete badass?

At work there was this big burly former Marine slash mercenary from Iraq who was back

stateside, a massive mountain of a man.

We came to face each other in one of the narrow corridors of the office where one of us

was going to have to turn sideways.

Neither of us turned, but we stopped.

Now I'm six foot one,

260 pounds, and he still towered over me. He was a nice guy, but still a little conditioned,

I guess you could say, or mentally unhinged. He looked me dead in the eye and said,

You feeling froggy? It was truly like something out of a movie. Without blinking, I replied, you'd better jump.

We both then cracked up and turned sideways, while the office breathed a collective sigh of relief.

At work, project management undercut and mismanaged a project so badly. They pushed getting

minimum viable product out with the goal to roll out improvements later, also known as

the Bethesda approach. Product released, they all patted themselves on the back and moved on.

Then that minimum viable product broke. In a meeting we had with our directors about how it's so

broken and the cost to fix it, where we were told that there was no cost too big and unlimited manpower,

among other things,

I decided to ask, so how come we couldn't afford to do it right, but we can afford to do it twice?

I'll never forget the moment a family walked into the local pub I was working at while I was there.

This big, king of the grill, bald alpha patriarch dad type and his wife and kids came through, and I said,

Welcome, where would you like to sit? And he snapped back, well, a table would be nice. And without

missing a beat at all, I replied, actually, we usually sit on the chairs here. I'll never forget

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