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    Should Have Quit Earlier On Balance

    | Torrance, CA, USA | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, Lazy/Unhelpful, Theme Of The Month

    (I take a part-time job at a bath products store in order to help pay for my tuition. This did not work as planned however.)

    Manager: *during shift, to me* “The new schedule is up. Go write down your schedule so you’ll remember.”

    (I walk to the break-room only to discover that I was scheduled for only one three-hour shift.)

    Me: “Why am I only scheduled for one shift?”

    Manager: “Because of the high volume of employees this holiday season I can only afford to schedule you for one shift.”

    (The day of my shift comes around and I receive a call from my manager.)

    Manager: “Hi! Turns out we don’t need you to come in today. We’ll keep in touch with regard to your schedule.”

    (This exact scenario occurs the next month. I decide to resign and find a better, more steady job. I type a resignation letter and arrive at the store location to hand it personally to the manager.)

    Me: “Since I haven’t officially worked in two months I have decided to resign. Here is my resignation letter.”

    Manager: “YOU CAN’T QUIT! HOW WILL I BALANCE THE SCHEDULE?”

    Me: “Seriously? You add me to the schedule and then tell me not to work. Your schedule will be fine. I QUIT!”

    Very Bad Reception, Part 7

    | Adelaide, SA, Australia | Bad Behavior, Criminal/Illegal, Employees, Family & Kids, Health & Body

    (I am 16, and have a condition that I’m currently getting treated with ultra-violet light. I have to stand in a light box. On this day, I finish up and go to reception to pay my bill. There is no one there. I ring the bell, and end up waiting about 10 minutes. No one comes to the desk. I call my mum.)

    Me: “Mum, I’ve been standing at reception in the doctor’s office for 10 minutes, and no one is here. No other patients, no one. I don’t know what to do. Could you please drive past on your way home and pay the bill for me? If I stay any longer, I’ll miss my bus to work.”

    (My mother reported this next part of the story to me.)

    Mum: “Hi, I’m here to pay the bill for [My Name]. She was here earlier today and no one was around when she left.”

    Receptionist #1: “Oh, HER. We’ve been talking about that disgraceful girl all day. You should be ashamed.”

    Mum: “Excuse me?!”

    Receptionist #2: “Fancy running out without paying. She claims there was no one here? What a load of rubbish. I hope you are proud, raising such an irresponsible girl.”

    Mum: “I’m here to pay her bill. Now, how would I know to do that if she hadn’t have called me, upset, worried that she couldn’t pay?”

    Receptionists: “Um…”

    Mum: “That’s right. I’m here because, after waiting here for 10 minutes to pay, she called me, upset because she was going to miss her bus to work. I’m here because she did the only thing she could do. Would you like to rethink your accusations?”

    (The receptionists went about the rest of the transaction in an angry silence. What they didn’t know is that my mother was friends with one of the casual staff at the surgery. We found out later that the receptionists had gone out for lunch and forgotten I was there. The big speech about me doing a runner was so that the doctors wouldn’t know they’d left the desk unattended. Nothing says guilt like an aggressive overreaction!)

    Related:
    Very Bad Reception, Part 6
    Very Bad Reception, Part 5
    Very Bad Reception, Part 4

    Finally Independent From Them

    | UT, USA | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests, Theme Of The Month

    (I suffer a concussion at work. I have a splitting headache and vision problems, but didn’t really think it was bad until two days later. That’s when I answer every question by telling the person how to call Mexico City in Spanish. I ask to be able to get off early and my boss gives me permission. After the ensuing weekend, I get called into the manager’s office. The union representative who’s there to make sure I’m treated fairly is there.)

    Manager: “Have a seat. We need to talk about your attendance.”

    Me: “Sure. What’s going on?”

    Manager: “You left work early the other day. This is completely unacceptable.”

    Me: “I asked [Boss] for permission because I was sick.”

    Manager: “It’s still not acceptable. You committed to working your full shift and damaged the reputation of the company by not living up to your promises.”

    Me: “Excuse me. Because there was a fault in your chairs in the break room, I got launched head first into a brick wall. I have a concussion. I was too mentally disoriented to tell which language I was speaking at the time. Would you have preferred that I stay around to confuse everyone more?”

    Manager: “The union is here to witness that this is your final warning. If you ever call in sick again, that’s grounds for termination.”

    Me: “Even if my boss—”

    Manager: “You WILL BE FIRED if you are this lazy again. This is an at-will work state and we’re doing you a courtesy by giving you a second chance instead of terminating you immediately.”

    (Three work days later, I wake up vomiting excessively. It was a two-hour commute on bus to get to work, so I called to let them know I need to ask my boss about getting the day off or coming in later. The manager got on the phone instead.)

    Manager: “You knew what this would mean if you were ever sick again. It’s been nice working with you, but you’re done here.”

    (He hung up immediately. Two days later, the same manager calls me up at home.)

    Manager: “I know you called in sick for the last three days, but I need to make sure you’re going to be covering your shift tomorrow.”

    Me: “Excuse me?”

    Manager: “It’s the 4th of July and one of our busiest days. We can’t afford to have you out sick. Are you feeling well enough to come in?”

    Me: “You fired me when I called in sick.”

    (There was a long pause.)

    Manager: “I think that was a misunderstanding.”

    Me: “You told me that I had been terminated for calling in sick excessively. What part of that was a misunderstanding?”

    Manager: “I’m not unreasonable. Even though you quit, I’ll let you have your job back if you work on the 4th of July.”

    Me: “No.”

    Manager: “I didn’t fire you. I just—”

    Me: “For six weeks, you have scheduled me on split shifts so that I didn’t have time to get home and back between my shifts and got off of work too late to get home at all. While working for you, I’ve been sleeping in the armchairs in the break room and bringing changes of clothes for the week. I’m paying rent for an apartment that I’ve only been to once in two weeks. I brought this up several times a week since the day it started and was told that you yourself had made sure I would stop being scheduled at unreasonable hours. I’m not working another day for you and your sense of ethics.”

    (Needless to say, I didn’t ask for a reference.)

    Can’t Talk You Back

    | NJ, USA | Bad Behavior, Coworkers, Theme Of The Month

    (I have been working for a particular client for many years, during which time we develop a host of personality conflicts. It is rare that we do not have some kind of major disagreement. Frankly, I keep the job simply because it is regular work. Finally, I can’t take it anymore, and quit. She counters by offering incentives to stay.)

    Client: “How about this: if you stay, you don’t have to talk to me for two months?”

    Me: “Or, I could not talk to you for the rest of my life.”

    Good Management Has Logged Out

    | East Sussex, England, UK | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners

    (I’ve just transferred to a supermarket from a convenience-format branch of the same company. Whilst about 80% of the procedures are the same, there are a number of key differences in how I’ve been trained due to the difference in shop-floor and warehouse size across formats. I’m busy stacking shelves when my new manager approaches.)

    Manager: “[My Name], do you know how to do waste scans?”

    Me: “Yep, but I’ve not done it here yet. Could you give me the store login?”

    Manager: “Oh! We have individual logins here.”

    Me: “Okay. So, could you set me up with the privileges to do that?”

    Manager: “Um, no. I’m a bit busy right now. Tell you what, you do the wastage and then come find me to help you afterward.”

    Me: “How am I do to the waste scan without a login?”

    Manager: “Erm… Find somebody else and borrow their card. Tell them I sent you.”

    (I go and do this, I’ve just finished scanning waste and I’m getting on to reducing the damaged goods that are salvageable when my manager approaches me again.)

    Manager: “[My name]! Stop! What are you doing?!”

    Me: “Well, I finished the wastage. I’m on reductions now.”

    Manager: “How did you log in?!”

    Me: “With [Colleague]’s card, like you suggested.”

    Manager: “I can’t believe you’d borrow somebody else’s card! That is not allowed!”

    Me: *speechless*


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