These are borderline human beings that sneak around while everyone else is working and steal sandwiches and soda from lunchroom refrigerators. They are rarely reprimanded because the owner of the company is a republican and loves the cheap labor.
"Ha, Ha. Doris, head of the lunchroom thieves, is going to be surprised when she realizes I spiked that coca-cola with phenolphtalien." See "making the brownrumble".
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.