A true story of the workplace..

Where to begin.......

Ok for the longest time I've been currently employed working two jobs. One job being an Arcade which i seriously love to death working with Cab repair and board installation.

The other job is working graveyards at a Gas Station to bring in the extra cash for the month. This story is about the 2nd job.

Ok now recently our company was bought out from it's current status and sold to C.L. Thomos. *They own Wendy's if you know of em* Well as with any new company they do what I've called the ritual changing of the Staff.

Now my old manager Angel had worked for the company & in this store for about 8 years give or take so it was pretty much 'her' store & nobody previously had bothered to even consider moving her to a new store....until now.

Now I wasn't really concerned with new management seeing as I probably won't see much of this new person. Angel was moved out of her old store to probably one of the worst shitholes of a store location in Austin.

Example I worked at that store on a loaner for Saturday Night and I could swear there were more people high & drunk then those that were clean or sober. Of course nevermind the fact I was supposed to leave at 6am & somebody didn't finally show up until 10:15am. Granted I got paid for it but I was still pissed because I couldn't get ahold of anyone.

Anyways this new manager Wanda who's been with this company for 12 years apparently had an odd version of MS and thus even tho she could walk, she was confined to a wheelchair for a duration of time. I.E. She moved around the store in her wheelchair.

More or less not even the 1st week there, she cuts my 32 hour week schedule to 8 fucking hours. Of course I'm pissed and finally get my ass up early seeing as I'm usually dead asleep by 7:30am to have it out with her about her cutting my hours. I was pretty civil about it and her excuse was that she didn't know me...ect ect blah blah.

Now what she also brought up which really twitched my nerves was she came to this store and she brough her crew with her & with her crew they have shaped up stores ect ect. She mentioned of course this was the 1st store in awhile she hadn't had to worry about that.

Now of course with new managers they try to feel you out by giving you with work kind of work I hate.

The 'Find shit to do work'. I.E. Outside of your normal job you have to do crap that you normally never bothered with due to having enough work on top of it. One thing which i hate was counting Cigs seeing as my totals never came up short on Beer/Cigs because I kept track of everything I sold/did.

Well moving onto the 3rd week of this new manager I was off aptly monday & tuesday which of course I was at my other job & literally had nothing to do with the store.

Well I show up wednesday night and get into my new set of bullshit side jobs that i have to do on top of my normal joyous work projects at night.
Well one regular customer came in and asked how Angel was doing since he saw her this morning.

Now it didn't click at 1st but I said I didn't know because angel didn't work at this location anymore. Now the customer said he saw her here & I was like 'Well maybe she was getting some supplies for her own store' He said he agreed and didn't think anything else about it.

Well moving on later tonight one of my older Co-Workers that Angel took with her to the new store came in and talked to me.

Her: Hey Sweetie, what's up?

Me:Nothing much. Same ole. Same ole.

Her:Hey so have you talked to Angel yet?

Me:No? Why?

Her:Well I dunno if I should be telling you this but.....Wanda got fired.

Me:.................what?

Her: Yeah she's been gone 3 days now.

Me:WTF! Why?

Her:Well....she failed her drug test & the company let her go.

Me:.....*utterly stunned*

Her:Yeah Wanda's employees in this store don't even know yet.

Me:Well.....fuck.....

During this point it started getting real busy so she said she'd talk to me later. Now of course I was manually counting Cigs and was at pack One-Thousand Two-Hundred and Fifty-one. I went back to counting cigs and before I was even 10 more packs in....

Me:WTF AM I STILL DOING THIS SHIT FOR?

More or less I'm still dumbstruck by this crap. All that shit she filled me about teamwork, working together, cleaning up the store, & working together to get things going better *As if I didn't do a good job already* It's like....and this bitch got fired for failing a drug test?

Sometimes life makes no fucking sense...... :wtf:

Has anyone else here had retarded shit like this happen?

I can second that counting cigs sucks ass. I used to work at a convienience store with this bitch who would pull me off breaks after 15 mins and then take an hour long one, on my fucking break time. Of course she had worked there like 30 years so I couldn't do shit about it, even if the manager sympathysed with me.

You reading this Sue? Fuck you! I bet your still working at that shithole!

We used to have really old cash registers which did not give recipts. There was this woman who used to come in and make a big stink about it every purchase (40s and cigs, that was basically all the buisness we did), but never think to go somewhere else. Somehow she got it into her head that the way to protest this would be to accidentally drop and smash 40s every time she was in the store. The first time I let her off and the second time I told her to get the fuck out. A few days later she comes back, same thing. I hand this lady a mop and tell her to clean it up, of course she resists so I threaten to call the cops. She starts cleaning anf i call the cops anyways, get the bitch slaped with a restraning order. She is banned from the place forever.

Hahaha one more.

Haloween night, Im working till midnight. At about 11 this 45ish year old guy walks in drunk as fuck and dressed rather strangely: He has on a hunting vest and overalls, a palm leaf (branch whatever) is stuffed down the back of his shirt so it is hanging over his head, he also has a holdster on with water pistol in it. He walks in the store and starts to hang around by the pull tab lottery machine for like half an hour. Eventually I say somthing to him:

Me: Can I help you with something sir?
Him: Uhhhh....[long pause]...no. I am just a space cadet stopped over in this town. You beter watch out I heard (inaudable slir)....[pulls out gun, runs out of store].

I watch him out of the store window run across the parking lot, across the highway and into the grocery store across the street. Fucked up. I can't believe that story is actually true.

Heh Good story. I think the only other thing that really chaffed my ass was people coming in 15 minutes after beer sales were over and still fucking insisted that their watch was right and mine was wrong.

I've had to call the police a few times for people who just couldn't understand the concept of No.

You don't know how glad I am that I've never worked convenience retail. Gaming retail for me and that's it. :)

...and yes, your damn Madden '04 is finally out! Buy it and stop asking me until next March, when you can start all over again!

James

What drug was it...I wonder. Cant really blame her for smoking pot if she has MS...its a good escape. Damn dumbass stigma drugs have...

ok, i have a good one. I work in a grocery store,as kind of an amorphous front end guy, meaning i do cashier, bagger, service desk, post office,and lottery, among other jobs. so i am working post office,and this guy comes in with a really heavy package that he wanted registered, which is a bit of a pain in the ass, but i like them because i know how to do them, and the managers dont, so i get a power trip of the day. so i am filling out the form, and i look at the adress, and notice a sticker : this package containes the cremated remains of (name withheld because i forget it) so i am evidently whipping around a dead guy. evidently this is a common practice among crematoriums, but usually they take it to the main post office, as we are jsut a piddly sub-station(i.e.we have all the ugly stamps) so i am spending the whole day looking at the earthly remains of this guy while i am waiting for the afternoon pickup. for some reason this struck me as very funny.

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Originally Posted by James

...and yes, your damn Madden '04 is finally out! Buy it and stop asking me until next March, when you can start all over again!

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Try to sell them this one.

http://www.nerv.us/nerv_images/games/maddendc.jpg

Nomination for Lhadatt to godhood +1

James

Make that +2, that cover art really suits the black DC cover art lining quite nicely.

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Originally Posted by James

You don't know how glad I am that I've never worked convenience retail. Gaming retail for me and that's it. :)

...and yes, your damn Madden '04 is finally out! Buy it and stop asking me until next March, when you can start all over again!

James

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The thing about Madden is that year after year, the same people who have been buying Madden for the past 8 or 9 years, In August every year, insist on going to every store in April or May and asking if the new Madden is out yet.

This is another one of Stibbons' joke accounts, eh?

Anyway, I have to note that I did not create the Madden pic. Some guy on Gaming Age did.

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Originally Posted by Lhadatt

This is another one of Stibbons' joke accounts, eh?

Anyway, I have to note that I did not create the Madden pic. Some guy on Gaming Age did.

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Back on topic tho. Do you have any stories to share Lhadatt?

as for that why are there times when my post is dissappeared? as for me as for understanding which is not it is and the meaning of not having formed > it is?

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Originally Posted by BonusKun

Back on topic tho. Do you have any stories to share Lhadatt?

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Yes, actually I do.

I was a sales associate at a Babbage's in the dead side of a dead mall many moons ago. At the time of this incident, our senior sales was putting in his last night at the store before going to work for the new Best Buy across the street; this was also during the holiday season the N64 launched, so everyone was out of it in our area. As the store was empty, all three of us on duty (don't know why there were 3 people in the store, but whatever) were up front.

In walks this kid, about 8-10 years old. His mom is hanging back outside the store entrance.

Kid: Do you have any Nintendo 63s?
Senior Sales: Nope. Sorry, we don't carry those. We only carry Nintendo 62s.
Kid: Oh.
Kid: <pauses>
Kid: Do you have any of those?
SS: Nope. Sorry, we're sold out.
Kid: Oh, ok. <runs off to mother> Mommy! We need to look for Nintendo 62s now!

We waited until the kid and his mother were out of range before cracking up.

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Originally Posted by GAMR

as for that why are there times when my post is dissappeared? as for me as for understanding which is not it is and the meaning of not having formed > it is?

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As for you are spamming your ass off in a thread with crap that had nothing to do with the content of this discussion. You keep this up & I'll be more than happy to pop a ban on your ass.

As to now am ready I to prepare GAMR teh banstick; full of regardlessness, wait will I for to him to have do so from you, yet.

*Prepares to gather 'round the banfire. Who wants s'mores?

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Originally Posted by Lordmrw

The thing about Madden is that year after year, the same people who have been buying Madden for the past 8 or 9 years, In August every year, insist on going to every store in April or May and asking if the new Madden is out yet.

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You know Lordmrw as long as I've seen you post here, I'd love to hear one of your own stories about wonderous weird ass things in the workplace.

Aw hell with it, Jeremy why don't you share also since you've got a few posts in this thread already.

I can sympathize, oddly enough working at a convenience store seems a lot like running a Little Caesars joint. Well, running it into the ground is more like it. Oops.

Now, in the great world of office retail, I don't have nearly as many weirdos, but I run into a lot more stupid people.

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Originally Posted by BonusKun

As for you are spamming your ass off in a thread with crap that had nothing to do with the content of this discussion. You keep this up & I'll be more than happy to pop a ban on your ass.

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everythign which it should do with the original post of this thread which has the obtaining obtaining football madden. sure. madden had everything to do with original yes. it is the peopel fascist.

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Originally Posted by GAMR

everythign which it should do with the original post of this thread which has the obtaining obtaining football madden. sure. madden had everything to do with original yes. it is the peopel fascist.

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And with that comment consider yourself banned.

Well, I myself have never had a job, nor will I have one for the forseeable future. I do, however, have funny tales of observations of folks at their jobs. Like an EB clerk last week who made some fantastic new facts about VF 4 Evolution. According to him, you go into many towns, inside buildings, and can eventually fight Ryo Hazuki. Funny stuff, sorta.

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Well, I myself have never had a job, nor will I have one for the forseeable future. I do, however, have funny tales of observations of folks at their jobs. Like an EB clerk last week who made some fantastic new facts about VF 4 Evolution. According to him, you go into many towns, inside buildings, and can eventually fight Ryo Hazuki. Funny stuff, sorta.

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I was in this EB once, and this kid totally made up a story just so he had something to say. It was great.

Sorry BK. AFX needs to see this:

http://www.nerv.us/nerv_images/misc/go_to_fc_so.jpg

Keep the Jeremy-trolling to FC.

Ha! (afx is ever so smart)

I work at a video store, and it still boggles my mind how often people think they can just slip out of a Late fee. The most common reponse is, "No it was on time." And of course it was not because we know what time it was checked in on and what date. Telling this to them of course makes them furious because you basicaly without so many words called them a liar. If you just don't budge on the situation people pay, or just get angry and leave. Either way I get something out of it, them leaving, or getting them to pay.

The thing that tends to work the best though is when they say that somebody else rented it, because it now requires more work on our part to dig out the signed recipt. But if we do go to that expense it makes them looks like complete idiots. They then just go, "Guess I forgot."

I also like it when the store is closed for the evening and you are counting out the drawer and what not and you get the guy who comes up to the dark store and pulls on the locked door, and then goes, "COME ON! Let me in and get one real quick, I know what I want! Please let me in!" And you just kinda look at them and go, "We are closed, and tap the watch." Its funny when they try to argue what time it really is, "Your clocks must be pretty fast then, I have it 3 minutes till. Can't I just come in." I just go, "We work on our clock, sorry."

The best is the drop box return. Movies at our store must be returned by closing. So after we are closed people just put them in the outdoor drop box. If they see you in there people will open the little door and bend over to get their mouth in it and go, "This better not be late! You are still there, so its not late." And I go, "Well they have to be back by closing time, other wise they are late. And we are closed." "Oh come on! You are in the store right now!" I just shrug and tap the watch again.

Overall working at a video store is fun, but it hurts to watch people rent such shit over and over again.

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Originally Posted by Lhadatt

Sorry BK. AFX needs to see this:

http://www.nerv.us/nerv_images/misc/go_to_fc_so.jpg

Keep the Jeremy-trolling to FC.

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Should AFX have started a new Fight Club thread to call Jeremy out on his lie?

Sure. Or just bump any of the older ones.

And with that, this thread will return to the subject it should be on. Any more discussion about this will be split off or simply deleted from here.

On my lie? What the hell? I'm stating an something I saw happen in EB last weekend when I was trying to find some decent DC deals. Lhadatt, thanks for attempting to veer this topic back on track.

I recently got a shitty factory job. I don't really have any stories yet though, except my work really sucks.

I'm the tech manager for a cell phone store, I have enough stupid people stories to write a series of books.

The best was one lady who tody me she was going to "ruin my credit" and write nasty letters to the main office becuase I wouldn't sell her a phone at a price she wasnt eligible for...

She actually came back after 10 minutes to bitch at me again, I got so bad I just ignored her, so she was standing there yelling, and I started doing an inventory (not even my job, i just wanted to piss her off by not paying any more attention to her)

I bag grocceries.

Yeah.

Can't touch this.

The dairy department is right next to the beer. When a customer drops a case of beer, guess who's responsible for cleaning that up? It's really hard to get rid of the smell of alcohol... Also, when I was a bagger, I remember customers arguing with the cashiers when trying to buy alcohol before 2:00 PM on Sundays. Nothing major has happened while I have worked, but just a bunch of minor crap.

Quick overview:

-first day at the job
-one of the most ghetto baggages/software etc. in the midwest
-I didnt spell check any of this.

This black kid (color is important to the story as you'll see later) comes in and wants to return his N64, we're like "okay when do you buy it" the kid was like "I dunno", we're like "do you have the box or the reciept" the kids like "no", we're all "is the system broken?" and the kid is all "no", so we're all "okay, then you can't return it" so the kid is all "fuck you, blah blah, I'm getting my folks etc" and we're all "great you do that".

So a little while later the kid is back with like ten family members, ranging from 10ish - late 40ish adults. The dad gets all up in my and the managers face (who was a close friend of mine) and starts telling us how we NEED to return this system as it's broken (remember the kid saying it wasn't) and how they just bought it but the box was broken (the system looked like total shit btw). Anyways, a couple of the guys get all up in my face "we're gonna kill you, you fucking racist peice of shit, etc, etc" and as this black dad guy is yelling at the manager (here comes the good part), he starts into this tirade about how HIS (my managers) people came to america and are taking over his land, and his money, and my manager is all like "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, I'M JUST AS BLACK AS YOU" and the black dad guy said "YOU LOOK GREEK TO ME!"

So yea, apparently all black people are greek.

Yea.

Another time a little ghetto ass kid came into the store as we were watching him look at the education titles. He comes up to the register and tries to return this PASS THE MCATS software. The MCATS is the test you need to pass to get into medical school btw.

So anyway, the little kid wants to return it, and we're all "uhm, you just took that off the shelf" and he's all "no, my mom got me this and its broke" and we're all "HELLO THE BOX IS OPEN AND YOU JUST TOOK IT OFF THE SHELF!?" We then proceeded to walk him over to the spot he took it from, put the box back in place, and told him to get the hell out of the store.

Stuff like that happened on a weekly basis.

Heh, nother story:

At the convenience store we used to have a few boxes of penny candy. This little bitch kid used to come in and steal it all the time and eventually I caught him red handed. So I say "That's it I have my eye on you and from now on and your not gona get away with that shit again." He runs out.

He comes back the next day and grabs more penny candy, when he gets to the register he grabs all the pennies from the community jar (you know, that dish thing) and pays with that. I let him get away with it since it took so much balls.

The next day he is back and he tries the same thing, but this time I am ready for it. As he is reaching for the dish I grab all the pennies in it, throw them in the register and start to eat the candy he brough up, this really pissed him off. So he starts yelling at me to which I respond "Alright here is two bucks, go get two hundred of those things; but I am going to take all of them back that you can't eat before leaving the store." The kid does as he is told and actutually counts out 200 of them, and pays with my 2 dollars. He goes to the booth and starts to eat the penny candies, for about an hour. By the time he is done he looks sick as fuck, and only ate about half of them. So I got 100 penny candies, that means for a dollar I bought the satisfaction of making that liitle bastard child sick, happy days.

This story isn't so much about human stupidity as it is machine failure, but today both of our 4-wheeler spraying rigs (I work on a farm) went out. One right after another. Within one hour. Earlier today.

One of our rigs had just gotten back from the shop (it had blown its transmission), and we had only had it this one day before I started driving it down the dirt road. Suddenly I heard an explosion-like sound and the rig started sounding like a car with no muffler -- fucking LOUD. Turns out it had blown a sparkplug out of the jack, and with the fucked-up way this thing is designed, exhaust was being blown out of the hole. Turns out this incident stripped the screw off the plug and the jack, so the rig's going back in the shop tomorrow...

My brother and I then took the other rig to the field, just to finish out the rest of the workday -- on our way down the road, the rig just went apeshit, swerving side to side like a maniac. The damn thing nearly flipped (which would have put us in the hospital) but we managed to get the fucker stopped. We were just damn lucky it was on a dirt road between fields and no one was coming.

Turns out THIS rig decided to throw its tire rod. If you don't know what that means, it means that suddenly YOU CAN NO LONGER STEER and the front two wheels will go in whatever direction they feel like going at the moment. That's not such a big deal in terms of repair (only a minor part replacement that we can do ourselves) but we lost time and damn near got hurt because a machine went haywire.

I don't know about anyone else in this thread, but I'd rather deal with dumbshit people than cantankerous machines. You can get even with people (or at least make them leave), but when a machine breaks you can't do shit about it except get it fixed.

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Originally Posted by CynicalSphere

I don't know about anyone else in this thread, but I'd rather deal with dumbshit people than cantankerous machines.

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A-FUCKING-MEN


I have to cut lengths of webbing with this big ass machine, and it fucks up around once every 3 cuts. To put things into perspective, I cut around 5000 pieces of webbing a day.