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    Only Gets Mean For Caffeine

    | England, UK | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, Criminal/Illegal

    (Our office is used by the night shift to print documents. Unfortunately, some have taken to eating their lunch in there and generally mistreating the space.)

    Me: “I’m not happy about the office on nights.”

    Boss: “What, why?”

    Me: “Not only are they leaving half eaten food around but things are going missing.”

    (Already I can tell that he isn’t listening, His office has a locked door joining ours.)

    Boss: “Hmm, what’s been going missing?”

    Me: “Sometimes just pens and safety glasses, but often it’s food and money.”

    Boss: “Well, you shouldn’t leave money on the table.”

    Me: “Yes, but people do occasionally forget. I don’t think it’s fair to have to be on high alert in your own office.”

    Boss: “Well, there is nothing we can do about that.”

    (I just about give up. There are several simple things that could have been done, but he couldn’t be bothered. A few weeks later this changes.)

    Boss: “Why is there no coffee?” *to me* “I thought you managed this?”

    Me: “I do, but someone came in last night and took it all.”

    Boss: *almost pleading* “So there is no coffee at all?”

    Me: “Not until I can get out at lunch and buy some.”

    (Two weeks later we had a card reader on the office door. All thefts stopped shortly after. I overheard my boss tell someone how important it was for his team to feel safe. The whole team knew that he was only concerned about getting his morning cup of coffee.)

    Think Before You Ink

    | McCook, NE, USA | Bad Behavior, Employees, Health & Body

    (I go into a doctor’s surgery about a terrible cough.)

    Doctor: “Right, we just need to look you over; won’t be a minute.”

    (After a quick examination, I see him frowning.)

    Me: “What is it?”

    Doctor: “You need to get tested for HIV and hepatitis.”

    Me: *as I am a virgin* “What?!”

    Doctor: “Your tattoo. You may have had a dirty needle poking you. I need the address of where you got that.”

    Me: “Listen, I—”

    Doctor: “And since you have tattoos, it’s likely you’ve used drugs at one point, so we need to check you for HIV.”

    Me: “Look—”

    Doctor: “You young people think you’re never getting these diseases, but you do; I’ve seen a LOT of young people who got illnesses from needles—”

    Me: “It’s a rub-on!”

    Driven By Assumptions

    , | UK | Bad Behavior, Transportation

    (I’m 25 and have been working for several years. I’ve only just learned to drive and passed the test. I decide to go with a lease car suggested by my dad’s friend, since it actually works out cheaper as a long-term investment. I’m calling the car company’s insurance line.)

    Me: “Hi, I’m calling to activate my seven-days free insurance for my new car?”

    Agent: “Okay, I just need your personal details and the details of your car.”

    (I give her them, including my date of birth and the manufacture year of the car.)

    Agent: “Ooh, that’s a new model! Somebody’s being spoilt!”

    Me: “What do you mean?”

    Agent: “You’re getting [Car] as your first car? There’s no way a teenager could afford that. Mummy and daddy must love you! Lucky for some!”

    Me: “Actually, I’m paying for this out of my own pocket. If you’ll notice my age, I’ve held off on learning to drive and buying a car until I could afford to pay for it all – and run it – myself.”

    Agent: “Oh. Well… how was I supposed to know?”

    Me: “Maybe in the future, don’t make assumptions about people!”


    | USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Love/Romance

    (I’m going out for dinner with a friend while on break from work. We’re paying separately, but sitting together. Note: I’m a female; he’s a male. We go up to order, so I go first.)

    Me: “Yeah, I’d like a [Combo], for here.”

    Cashier: “Okay!” *turns to my friend* “And you?”

    Friend: “Oh, I’m paying separately.”

    Cashier: “Haha, very funny. What would you like?”

    Friend: “No, we’re separate.”

    Cashier: “What, you’re making your girlfriend buy her own dinner? What kind of man are you?!”

    Me: “The kind that’s not dating me. Can I just pay already?”

    Cashier: “No, your BOYFRIEND will pay for you.”

    (I’m tired of the cashier. I frequent this location often, so I know most of the staff, except for this cashier.)

    Me: “Get the manager.”

    Cashier: “Well, fine! Sorry for trying to get you two to act like a couple!”

    (She leaves and gets the manager, who sees me.)

    Manager: “Hey, [My Name], what’s the problem?”

    Cashier: “Her boyfriend’s saying they aren’t together and won’t pay for her food.”

    Manager: “[Cashier], hold on.” *turns to me* “What’s up?”

    Me: “She’s not listening. I’m paying for my own food; my friend’s paying for his. Can we order, please? I don’t want to be late getting back to work.”

    (The manager looks over at the cashier.)

    Manager: “[Cashier], this is the fifth time since you started. Go sit in the back. I’ll talk with you when I’m done.” *turns back to us* “I’m sorry about that.”

    (I got my food, and got back to work on time. The next time I went, the manager told me the cashier had been fired. She had apparently refused to serve couples if the girl paid for anything.)

    Funneling Out Of Control

    | Allentown, PA, USA | Bad Behavior, Employees, Food & Drink

    (My sister and I decide to go to the local fair while our mom is attending a concert there. We decide to get a funnel cake and that we’ll get it all the way at the far end of the fairgrounds because we notice no one ever walks that far and all the employees seemed bored with nothing to do. My sister sits at a table while I’m off getting the funnel cake and a worker walks up to the table area with a sponge while I’m away.)

    Worker: *mumbling really loudly and obviously, as though my sister is meant to hear* “All these f****** people making f****** messes and I have to clean it up… Sometimes I wish I could just kick their f****** asses.”

    (The tables are actually fairly clean-looking. He continues mumbling like that with a lot of profanity while my sister just stares at him like a deer in the headlights. That’s about when I walk up to her with the funnel cake. He sees the insane amount of powdered sugar that I put on it and glares at me like I murdered his children.)

    Worker: *points at another set of tables* “Over there! You sit over there by one of those three tables! Now!”

    Me: “Uh…”

    Sister: *whispering to me* “This guy’s crazy. Let’s go…”

    Me: *after she explains to me what happened* “Maybe the reason the tables at that end look so clean is because Mr. Sunshine chases off everyone who tries to eat at them.”

    (We ended up walking all the way back to the entrance and eating at some benches because there was nowhere else to sit. On the plus side, the people who made my funnel cake looked happy to finally have a customer, so at least the trip down to that end was worth it.)

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