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    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*

    Dying To Get The Job

    | Kirkland, WA, USA | Bosses & Owners, Extra Stupid, New Hires

    (I’ve recently interviewed at a local wholesaler for a position on their order and delivery team. Despite being told they would be in touch with me the following day to let me know when I could begin training, I haven’t heard anything from them for over a week so I give them a call.)

    Me: “Yes, hello. I wanted to check in again about the position I applied for. You were supposed to call me back, like, six days ago.”

    Employee: “Really? Let me check with the hiring manager.”

    (I get put on hold for several minutes. When the employee gets back he sounds noticeably uneasy.)

    Employee: “Okay. So, I don’t quite know how to say this, but apparently the hiring manager threw out your application.”

    Me: “What!? Why? You made it pretty clear I had the job when I last spoke with you!”

    Employee: “Well, here’s the thing: after that, he read in the obituary column of the local paper that someone with the same name as you passed away recently. He thought it was you and therefore decided to toss out your papers.”

    Me: *stunned* “Umm… Well, is there a way I could correct that? I mean, seeing as we’re conversing, I’m obviously not dead!”

    Employee: “I’d advise you to come in again and meet him face to face. He’s still not entirely convinced this isn’t some sort of prank.”

    (I did go back in and managed to give the hiring manager quite a shock when he stepped out of his office to see me looking alive and well. Even better? I checked the obituaries afterwards and found the guy who’d passed away was clearly stated to be in his 90s – I just barely turned 30. The manager had no explanation for why he thought a geriatric was applying for such a physically demanding position.)

    Doesn’t Suffer Fools

    | Grand Rapids, MI, USA | Bosses & Owners, Theme Of The Month

    (My first job out of college was great until a new CEO is hired. Suddenly our department of engineers and programmers gets a new manager who knows nothing technical but is a crony of the new CEO. He quickly manages to either insult or infuriate all of us but me… except perhaps that accounting tells me I am at the top of my pay grade and not to expect a raise for 5 years. At the end of March that year, I get a call from old friends which leads to a cross-country flight over the weekend to interview with a new company that offers me $10,000/year more. Naturally I accept. The following Monday, I go to my boss’ office and, since he isn’t there, I leave my two-week notice on his desk. Not long after, he’s visiting me.)

    Boss: *with a dark grin* “Funny.”

    Me: “What?”

    Boss: “This. Your two week’s notice letter. It’s a joke, right?”

    Me: “What do you mean?”

    Boss: “It’s an April Fool’s joke, right?”

    Me: “No. Wow! I didn’t realize what today was. I’d have probably given it to you tomorrow if I was aware.”

    Boss: “So… you’re really leaving?”

    Me: “Yes. I’ve been given a much better offer.”

    Boss: *pauses to think* “Could we make a counter-offer?”

    Me: “Not really.”

    (It was a shame to leave that job, though. The owner of the company quickly saw through the bad CEO and fired him and his cronies.)

    Bottom-Shelf Standards

    | The Netherlands | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, New Hires, Theme Of The Month

    (During my studies, I go to the student recruitment office for jobs. I am overqualified for everything, so I take on every job that sounds okay and matches my free hours. The recruiter sends me to a job described as ‘standing at a table folding and sealing packs of clothes’, in an industrial clothing factory way out of town. I arrive at 8:00 sharp. There appear to be no other students working.)

    Manager: “Ah, you must be the new girl from [Recruiter].”

    Me: “I am. Nice to meet you. Where can I start?”

    Manager: “I’ll hand you a cart and a barcode scanner. You can start in the warehouse.”

    (Indeed, I’m given a huge wooden cart packed with sealed packs of clothing and a barcode scanner. I’m told to scan every item and shelve it. The shelves go up to the ceiling. While scanning my first packs, a worker walks by.)

    Me: “Hey, is this right? This package should be on the top shelf, but there’s no ladder. Did I miss something?”

    Worker: “Oh – you’re short. Just climb there.”

    Me: “…Okay.”

    (This continues for the next bunch of packages. After a while, I head to the manager.)

    Me: “Hey, just checking, is this really the work I should be doing? I was told to work at a table, folding and packing clothes.”

    Manager: “We don’t have that kind of work today. We need you to pick orders.”

    Me: “Okay, but one more thing, most of the orders are way up on high shelves. You might know that continuously lifting heavy packages over my head is against the law.”

    Manager: “There’s no such law. You’re just short. Just climb there.”

    Me: “There is a law, and besides, climbing there is dangerous without a ladder.”

    Manager: “So… are you going to do that work or not?”

    Me: “If that’s all the work you’ve got, then no.”

    Manager: “Then you’d better leave now. I’ll pay you the first two hours, and call [Recruiter] for someone else.” *mumbles some insults while I leave*

    (On my way home, I stop by the recruitment office and explain what’s happened. They agree with me and call the manager. He only says I refused to work. Again, I explain the work was not as promised. The recruiter hangs up and confirms me that tomorrow the company again needs one person. We agree on the kind of work, and next morning I go there again, 8:00 sharp.)

    Manager: “Oh no! Is it you again?”

    Me: “Um, yep. You have the right work for me, today?”

    Manager: “No! We only have order picking! Now are you going to work today or not?”

    Me: “Not if it’s picking orders from top shelves again. You promised [Recruiter] you would have packing work at the tables for me today.”

    Manager: “We have no such work these days! Now leave, before I have to pay you your first hour! And don’t come here again!”

    (The story at the recruitment company repeated itself, and no, I never went there again.)

    Internal Affairs

    | Paris, France | Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests, Money

    (I don’t get along with my boss and so I leave an (unpaid) internship. About two months later, I get a call.)

    Ex-Boss: “YOU! You better give me my money back or I’ll go to the police!”

    Me: “Wait, what? What are you talking about?”

    Ex-Boss: “Don’t play innocent! You know what you did!”

    Me: “On my mother’s life, on both my parents’ life, I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about!”

    Ex-Boss: “You used my home phone to call Southeast Asia for hours! It’s going to cost me hundreds in phone bills!”

    Me: “WHAT?! WHY on Earth would I call Southeast Asia? I know no one there!”

    Ex-Boss: “Just to spite me, of course! You didn’t like it here!”

    Me: “Doesn’t mea— Wait, wasn’t your cleaning lady on vacation at that time?”

    Ex-Boss: “Yeah, so?”

    Me: “And wasn’t she replaced by a woman from Southeast Asia, with a phone that could receive calls, but not make them?”

    Ex-Boss: “Well, I know it’s you!”

    (Eventually, it all died down. However, about two years later, she emailed me about a new (unpaid) position she had, saying that she remembered ‘how cordial our relationships were and how well we work together!’)


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