Monday I got to watch a helicopter drop off a 2-storey building and blow up in a 60’ fireball! And I got paid to do it! (2nd coolest was yesterday at the drag strip in Irwindale when they blew up the lead’s Camaro.)
I love working in Hollywood! 
So what’s the coolest thing you’ve seen or done at work?
I worked for some time on a project for the House of Lords in UK, as a thank you we got a fully catoured lunch there as would be given to a group of minor visiting dignitories. Full silver service and everything.
I was an intern at a law firm last summer where my home state’s democratic gubernatorial candidate practiced debates. One day an attorney called me to his office unexpectedly and asked if I would film the practice session and take notes while they talked about it afterwards. I ended up getting to do this 5 times. Pretty exciting, especially compared to the normal day of tedious intern work.
I don’t know if it’s the coolest thing I’ve seen or done, but the first that comes to mind is when I was serving as a law clerk to a federal judge right after law school, my co-clerk told me to go downstairs and take a look at the evidence from a raid in the back hallway in one of the other judge’s courtrooms. I smelled this really pungent aroma right as I got off the elevator and saw one of the Deputy U.S. Marshals down the hall standing by one of those big rolling stands that you stack four or five plastic tubs like you’d use to bus tables in. The Marshal waved me over to take a look, and each one of the tubs was filled with freezer bags jammed full of pounds of marijuana and cookies of crack cocaine, and the whole thing was ringed by five assault rifles. :eek:
Probably the night my trio played the Winter Antiques Show and Mr. Bobby Short himself came over and rasped, “HEY, YOU GUYS ARE GREAT.”
When I was working at Wrigley Field I hung out and watched a Cardinals game with Scotty Pippen and Michael Jordan.
The most fun was playing lacrosse in the outfield at 2AM with a very very drunk Turk Wendell after a few hours at Murphy’s Bleachers
I’m bummed. I came in here to report the day we (the student custodial crew) got to throw the old mattresses out the windows of all the dorm rooms on campus to make room for the new ones. (Hey, it was fun after a tedious summer of cleaning room after room after room after room . . .) No celebrities, guns, or drugs in sight. sigh
When, after five years of scrubbing toilets, they finally gave me a brush.
I’d say it’s a toss-up between going snorkling in Saipan and having the accountant walk in with a shopping bag full of hundreds and handing out big wads of them to everyone.
Given a choice, I’d pick the cash.
Well, for instance, today I spent about ten minutes spraying water into the mouth of a seven foot alligator. She liked it, I hope!
The one that truly rocked, in every way, was when I got to take our big boa, Lydia, to a concert with an Alice Cooper tribute band, Billion Dollar Babys. Got to hang with the band, watch the whole concert and get paid for it!
Actually, I got more than that. Six good friends who are my bandmates. Yep, now I’m a member! (Theatrics, snake wrangler)
Well, in my last job I spent 6 weeks all expenses paid in Amsterdam. That was kind of cool.
Winning my first jury trial was pretty cool. I’d been practicing for about 6 months at the time, had MilitantBitchfromHell as opposing counsel, and I kicked her ass. Jury was out about 10 minutes. At least half that time was spent in the bathroom. I know this because the baliff wouldn’t let me enter the bathroom until they left and I had to pee really bad.
I once worked a job where pretty much every day, we did nothing but drive around in our truck and listen to Bob and Tom.
It was a city job.
The time I showed up to work at 4:30 pm on a Sunday and the power went out. We sat up front and played cards for awhile to see if it would come back on, and it didn’t, so we packed everything in ice and went home. It was hot as hell that day and the power was on at my house.
Not very exciting.
Paul Simon came to my lab last thursday (yes, THE Paul Simon). That was kinda cool.
Watching Harvey Krumpet at the videostore where I work was pretty cool.
(I work retail, whaddya expect?)
Getting paid to go to E3 was pretty sweet.
Won the best bowler award at work AND won $4 from a scratch-off that was a door prize!
Oh, and something about guns, celebrities and the second coming.
Well, some of the most exciting days 'round these parts are when the political candidates come in to try and get endorsements from us, but I wouldn’t term them “cool,” because we don’t really like them.
I’d say the coolest day at work I’ve ever had was when I was working a jazz and blues festival with my dad on sound and BB King came up to him and started talking about the old days. It turns out that they used to hang out in the sixties, and BB King remembered him! I kept almost shitting myself in excitement; I love blues.
~Tasha
I work at the hottest art school in the US. Every day is a cool day. 
I was in Eagle, Alaska and one of our helicopters was down for a blade replacement after clipping a pine cone while attempting to drop off a crew. Eagle is a beautiful little town on the bank of the Yukon downstream from Dawson and we were well bunked and well fed. We took the other helicopter about 30 miles following a dirt road to the only place that sold beer and packed it full of Fosters. When we returned, a lot of the locals came over and we played horseshoes, fished and told stories all afternoon. These were the very people John McPhee had written about in Coming Into The Country so I recognized most of them by name. It was just a beautiful, relaxing summer day with some real original folks.