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Post by Storm on Aug 28, 2016 19:51:57 GMT -5
Any stories about something that happened at work? Something funny or something?
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Post by narcissist on Aug 28, 2016 20:03:18 GMT -5
my neighbor came in while i was working and told me someone took one of the store's shopping carts to our neighborhood, which is like... two miles from the store... .. . .
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Post by cal ✩ on Aug 28, 2016 20:05:52 GMT -5
I was standing behind the counter and someone came up to me and asked me if I worked there. No. I just stand behind the counter for fun!
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Post by milk on Aug 28, 2016 20:09:11 GMT -5
when i used to work at target this 12 year old came up to me and said you look to young to work here and i was like ok thanks? there was also this rude lady who paid for $20 worth of school supplies and gave me $100 and i only had $5 worth of change and i was about to count her change for her when she said whatever and gave me 20 and i was like bish... im not paid enough to deal with rude customers who think they can just step on me like dis... glad i quit tho :^)
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Post by narcissist on Aug 28, 2016 20:15:56 GMT -5
when i used to work at target this 12 year old came up to me and said you look to young to work here and i was like ok thanks? there was also this rude lady who paid for $20 worth of school supplies and gave me $100 and i only had $5 worth of change and i was about to count her change for her when she said whatever and gave me 20 and i was like bish... im not paid enough to deal with rude customers who think they can just step on me like dis... glad i quit tho :^) i also used to work at target..... and am also glad i quit. not paid enough to deal with literally anything that happened there. it was a mess. on the note of ridiculous change ive had ppl be like "here is 100 dollars for my 2 dollar purchase" and every time im like... how much change.... do u think.... we have....
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Post by Dawnwing on Aug 29, 2016 2:07:35 GMT -5
When I worked at a restaurant:
- We once had kids come into the kitchen. Like, they actually went in the doors by themselves and were peeking around the counter until my boss noticed them and yelled at them. They were like age 8-10, definitely old enough to know better. I can't imagine having that kind of audacity to do something like that as a kid.
- Sometimes kids would play in front of the kitchen door, since there's a ramp there which kids find fun and customers tend to forget that even though THEY don't go down that hallway except to get to the bathrooms, WE walked through all the time. One of those times, like usual, one of the bosses would ask the kids to please not play there, because she didn't want them to get hurt, and the kids' mom complained - not because the boss had told the kids what to do, but because she used "the Mom voice" when doing it.
- I wasn't present for this one but heard about it after: one day, one of our cooks cut his hand, and went to look for a band-aid in the little first aid kit, but there were none there, so he was trying to make do with paper towel and tape. The other cook working at the time, "Speedy" (one of the guys had given us all nicknames), said "I've got a band-aid stash, you know. I can get you one." "A... band-aid stash?" "Yeah, but you have to go out of the kitchen if I get you one so that you don't know where it is." "I'm not going out of the kitchen for band-aids." "Fine, but I'm going to move them afterward." So Speedy goes to the corner of the kitchen, leans over, and reaches to the back of the fridge, which is where he'd put them. Later on they did check and he had indeed moved them at some point when he was the only one in the kitchen. So they were searching around the kitchen when I was there and ended up finding his new hiding place: on the back of the bulletin board.
Working as a programmer:
- At the place I had my internship, they were really strict about locking our computers when we walked away, even if just for a minute to ask something to someone else. So my team, if you forgot to lock it, would set your computer wallpaper to Justin Bieber.
- Also at the place I had my internship, if you broke the build, my team would give you a shiny gold Easter bunny decoration, which would remain on your desk as a trophy of shame until someone else broke it. (As an intern, I had it a lot.) At one point, as a joke, they decided to send it to our teammate that was working remotely from Michigan, but it got lost in the mail. So they got a unicorn with a rainbow mane instead. They eventually did come across the gold bunny again at the end of the summer: it turned up at the other office in town, for some reason.
- One of my teammates from an old team decided to put something funny in a message that appears onscreen when testing something, and later on, before it was to be deployed, he fixed it. However, on deployment night, he realized that the version being deployed was one of the ones with the goofy message still in it, so he had to call the people in charge and convince them to use the newer version. "It has.... important bugfixes."
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Post by Saint Ambrosef on Aug 29, 2016 2:28:36 GMT -5
quoted from facebook where i posted the story right after it happened:
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Post by Ginz on Aug 29, 2016 2:36:25 GMT -5
i have a funny one nobody will call me to schedule an interview so i cant get a job (^: ...
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 3:08:04 GMT -5
I worked as an intern for my local animal clinic for about a year. I fainted my first day.
See, they thought it'd be a great idea to thrust a complete newcomer straight into the middle of an operation. We were neutering this beagle, and the doctor told me to secure the mask administering the anesthesia. I was kind of shocked by the literal cutting-open of the dog that was happening right before me without any prior preparation but I'm not a chicken, so I did as told. As I was adjusting the mask, I started to feel lightheaded.
A wave of "holy-smokes-I'm-about-to-projectile-vomit" came over me and I backed away from the table.
"I need to sit down," I slurred.
I heard an "Are you okay?" as I turned and stumbled for a chair. And about three steps into this hobble, I knew I was going to pass out. It didn't register why at the time. I just knew it. I prayed, God, please let me make it to the chair. Please. Take me then, but not now.
Fade to black.
The first thing I saw when I came to was the vet tech (bless her soul) scrambling in circles around me, her hands flailing in front of her, demanding that someone bring me a water. I was on the floor, my head was reeling, and all I could think was Oh, my gosh, this is the single most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me. I have to quit.
Turns out the anesthesia had leaked through the bottom of the mask and had knocked me out. I'd busted my lip against a metal table when I fell (I was SO CLOSE to reaching the chair). Didn't really bleed, just bruised real bad and swelled a bit. I was really freaking lucky, too, because I had braces at the time, and I could have seriously messed them up if I'd hit a little harder. After recovering for a few minutes I got back up and helped finish the surgery.
All were surprised when I did return the next week.
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Aug 29, 2016 3:08:05 GMT -5
Oh boy I have a bunch. I work at a Starbucks Drive-thru. I work the closing shift usually and man do we get some strange customers.
One day I have into work and was like "man I really need to use the restroom" So I went and saw that the girls bathroom was out of order and the guys bathroom is gross so I was like "I'll wait..... wait... I've never seen the bathrooms out of order I wonder what happened..." I go to clock in and stuff and the shift, Dawn, is like "Did you hear what happened to the women's restroom?" Me, being thirsty for drama and a good story, responded with "No! Tell me! What happened??" Dawn gets that look that people get when about to tell a good story. "Well you know that guy that comes in and randomly rearanges the whole store?" He would like put the cinnamon shakers under chairs and napkins on windowsills and chairs outside type of stuff... something wasn't right in his head but he was never a big problem so we left him alone as he muttered to himself. "Yeah..??" I answer, very intriuged. "Well he went into the women's restroom earlier," Dawn continued with her story. "And we heard a lot of banging and clanging noises so Martin (another shift) went o go check on him and knocked on the door. They guy muttered something random so Martin decided to leave him alone." She paused and I could tell the juicy part was coming up. "A while later, the guy bursts out of the bathroom and runs out of the store without a shirt on like he was being chased. Martin quickly ran to the bathroom to see what he had done then chased after the guy." "Did he catch him?" I asked. "No, but the police did later(we didn't charge him for anything)." "What did he do to the bathroom??" I pressed. Dawn at this point takes out her phone, because of course she took a picture of the havoc that became of our womens restroom. Apparently the guy took off not only his shirt but also his underwear and put them in the trashcan, which he then put on it's side. He then pulled the soap dispenser from under the sink and shoved it into the air vent above the toilet, like bending the vent just so the bottle would fit in it. And finally, the important reason the bathroom was out of order. This man. RIPPED the toilet out of the floor. The. Entire. Toilet. And flipped it onto it's side before setting it down and running from the crime.
I've also had a customer yell at me because I asked him to not drive through the exit of the drive through, as it is extremely dangerous! And then responded with "Yes i can!" When my shift said he couldn't treat us like this.
I recently had a customer refer to me as a "Whatever that is" and then call my shift, Phillip, a weenie because he was asked to not smoke right outside the front door of the store.
and that's just a few of the ones that have really stood out.
Tl;dr: I don't get paid enough.
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Post by sea cat on Aug 29, 2016 3:16:45 GMT -5
my new work nickname is now bert.
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Post by ☆Starlight Dreamer☆ on Aug 29, 2016 8:05:32 GMT -5
I don't really have any noteworthy stories. I work in my campus library and hardly anything ever happens lol.
But I did work at the movie theaters for a summer a couple years back and it was always 'fun' to hear the customers complain about the prices of everything.
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Post by ❧Ɠσℓ∂єηƝυggєт☙ on Aug 29, 2016 8:35:48 GMT -5
I was actually just about to post this to a new thread, but this'll do. It just happened, but I'm a senior lifeguard (or supervisor) for the city and I work both the pool and the beaches. Recently, I've been opening for the pool, a good two weeks of getting up at 4:15 and getting to the pool at five. This morning something was wrong though because I slept through both my alarms. This is so completely out of character for me because usually I hear my alarm and I'm out of bed. Anyway, we are given 45 minutes to open the pool, but I arrived right when the lap swim begins so I was really late. We, however, had people in the water at quarter after, which meant that what normally takes 45 minutes only took us 15 minutes. Success.
I have other stories from working for the city, but those are for another time.
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