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Opening Day Hooky

Instead of taking a vacation day or personal day, Fred Flintstone sneaked out of work incognito to go to a baseball game. Dishonesty is never a smart career move.

Sneaking out of work to go to the ballpark is a time-honored tradition that dates back to at least 1962, when “The Flintstones” first chronicled the practice. Fred plays hooky from his job at the quarry to go to the baseball game with Barney. To get in free on “Ladies’ Day,” he disguises himself in one of Wilma’s old dresses.

Much to Fred’s embarrassment, he runs into his boss, Mr. Slate, who is entertaining a client at the game. Spoiler alert: Fred miraculously gets away with the charade.

Not many fans go to such extremes. But at today’s Fenway Park home opener, there are bound to be a few who are watching the Sox-Yanks battle on company time. If you’re planning to be one of them, you need to take precautions.

Although I NEVER advocate lying to the boss for any reason, I’d hate to see a career senselessly ruined over a Sox addiction. In today’s Boston Herald, I share some exclusive tips to avoid being caught at the game.

As an aside, revisiting this Flintstones episode reminded me of my old age. I remember sitting in the Fenway bleachers when they were backless benches instead of seats. And things would get a little too cozy with the other fans, especially the tipsy ones who couldn’t hold on to their beer trays.

Fredericka Flintstone demonstrates the flaws of the old Fenway Park bleachers.

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Google, I Yabba Dabba Love You!

Google's logo-blending tribute to the Flintstone's 50th Anniversary!

I was once scolded by the boss for having a plastic dinosaur on my desk (a Jurassic Park raptor).

Here’s one of the most powerful companies in the world blending their logo with The Flintstones!

Employers of the world, please take note…

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Did the Pilgrims steal their ideas from the Flintstones?

Boston Herald's Darren Garnick volunteers as a Pilgrim at the Plimoth Plantation living history museum

Plimoth Plantation photo by Stuart Cahill, Boston Herald

Check out the cartoon-sized mallet they use at Plimoth Plantation to dismantle fences and split logs. Next activity on my Bucket List: operate one of those Brontosauruses to move boulders at the Flintstone quarry!

For my Boston Herald “Working Stiff” column, I just buckled up in a Pilgrim suit (actually the buckle thing is a lie) and toiled away at some old-fashioned 17th Century labor:

It’s a raw, drizzly morning and my first staff meeting is in the mud. The workers are huddled in a circle waiting for the man with the clipboard to go over the day’s assignments. I suppose it’s no different than the shift meetings at Home Depot or Wal-Mart. Except that instead of brightly colored aprons, we’re all wearing tightly buttoned vests, wide-brimmed hats and bonnets.

The man in charge is Gov. William Bradford, leader of Plimoth Plantation back in 1627, and he has two major agenda items. First, later this week is staff appreciation night, which includes a complimentary movie screening. And what’s more pressing: He points to a scampering rooster with a big red blotch on its head. See that bird? He was just pecked in the face by other roosters and may need medical attention if the blood continues to flow.

I’m here to sample life as a 17th-century “Working Stiff” just before Thanksgiving. I am now Anthony Annabel, a 35-year-old father of seven. All historical role players are required to speak in a Shakespearean English accent, but I don’t even try. I’m politely told to keep my mouth shut as much as possible to avoid tainting the authentic tourist experience.

CLICK HERE to read the rest of the column!

As an aside, it is an absolute honor to share top billing today aside one of America’s most distinguished figures, socialite Paris Hilton:

Boston Herald Plimoth Plantation

Don't you think the Boston Herald should publish a coffee table book of their classic front pages?

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