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    Category: Crazy Requests

    Giving You The Ringaround Runaround

    | TN, USA | Crazy Requests, Employees, Extra Stupid

    (I walk up to the front counter of a hotel which is hosting a convention I’m going to. They aren’t busy and there are multiple employees there.)

    Me: “Hi, I’d like to get a room for tonight, please.”

    Employee: “Do you have a reservation?”

    Me: “Nope.”

    Employee: “Okay, we can’t get you a room here. Walk further into the lobby, turn down that hall, and at the end there is a red phone. You have to pick up the phone and call us from that.”

    Me: “What?”

    Employee: “You have to call us on the phone. We can’t give you a room at the desk.”

    Me: “So, I have to walk away from you, use your hotel’s phone to call you, who is currently standing right in front of me, to get a room.”

    Employee: “Yup!”

    (They really made me walk around the corner to call them to get a room. Most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. Haven’t been back.)

    Going Postal Over Postal

    | Birmingham, England, UK | Coworkers, Crazy Requests, Technology

    Customer: “Do I have to post the letter in? Is there no other way? Can’t I email it?”

    Coworker: “Unfortunately, we will need the original paper copy for our files so it would have to be posted in.”

    Customer: *getting annoyed* “Well, that’s just stupid. This is the modern world; I shouldn’t have to post this in.”

    Coworker: “I understand that, sir, but unfortunately for our records we will need the original copies.”

    Customer: “If I can’t post it in what other options do I have?”

    Coworker: *straight faced and with a pause* “Carrier pigeon.”

    A Lack Of Help And Supervision

    | USA | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests

    (It is my very first day at my very first job. I am a teenager. I was hired by the manager, and set to work as a cashier by the supervisor. Since it’s my first day, I make a lot of mistakes and my nervousness gets worse and worse.)

    Supervisor: “No! Your bank is short, [My Name]! That’s it! Go around the store and ask the customers if they need help.”

    Me: “O-okay.”

    (The store is pretty empty, with just a few customers shopping. I go up to one.)

    Me: “Hi, did you need any help?”

    Customer: “No!”

    (I ask the other customers, but get the same response. Bored, scared, I start straightening up a shelf and my supervisor comes over.)

    Supervisor: “[My Name]! What are you doing?! I told you to help the customers, not dawdle!”

    (The manager that hired me comes over.)

    Manager: “What’s going on here? Why are you yelling?”

    Supervisor: “This girl is not doing as I say! I told her to go help the customers, and she’s hiding!”

    Me: “I- I wasn’t hiding. I was straightening a shelf—”

    Manager: “[My Name] we don’t pay you to straighten shelves. We pay you to help the customers!”

    Me: “But- But I asked them all if they needed help and they said all said no.”

    Manager & Supervisor: “ALL?!”

    Me: “Yeah.”

    (They tell me they doubt it, and go around the store asking all the customers if I asked them if they needed help. Most say yes, except the last one, who says no.)

    Me: “I didn’t see her. She… must’ve just come in.”

    Last Customer: “I did. I need help with…”

    (The manager beckoned me to his office and told me that I was going to be written up for ignoring my supervisor’s demands and ‘being belligerent.’ It was not long after that that I didn’t work there anymore… but at least now I’m much happier at another job.)

    How To Win The War Against Telemarketers, Part 6

    , | Tampa, FL, USA | Crazy Requests, Employees

    (My fiance comes in the house on the phone with someone who we assume is a bill collector. He has already been on the phone with the guy for 25 minutes and the bill collector is clearly annoyed, but has yet to hang up. My fiance puts the phone on speaker.)

    Bill Collector: “Sir, we just need to verify your name and address.”

    Me: “Why do you need his name and address?”

    Bill Collector: “We have already been through this. I cannot tell you why until I verify who I am talking to.”

    Me: “So, you’re a collection company?”

    Bill Collector: “No. I’m from [Collection Company] and I just want to verify an address.”

    Me: “It says online that you’re a collection company.”

    Bill Collector:“We have a collections department, but I’m not in the collections department.”

    Me: “You know we’re on the ‘Do Not Call List,’ right? If you’re not a bill collector then you’re a solicitor and shouldn’t be calling us.”

    Bill Collector: “None of this is relevant. We can end this conversation now if you just tell me if you are [Fiancé] and what your address is.”

    Me: “Well, you still haven’t told us why you need to know this information.”

    Bill Collector: “I told you. I cannot tell you this until I know if I am speaking to [Fiancé].

    Me: “Funny. The only legal reason I can think of for you needing to know whether you’re speaking with [Fiancé] is to collect on a bill.”

    Bill Collector: *irate* “We’ve been through this. I’m not calling from a collection company. Just tell me if you’re [Fiancé] and what your address is and we’ll be done here.”

    Me: “So, you still haven’t told us why you need that information.”

    Bill Collector: “Tell you what, I’m going to take you off our list.” *hangs up*

    Fiance: *looking at his phone* “33 minutes.”

    Me: “I was impressed by his dedication.”

    How To Win The War Against Telemarketers, Part 5
    How To Win The War Against Telemarketers, Part 4
    How To Win The War Against Telemarketers, Part 3

    Time For A Change(over) Of Jobs

    , | Adelaide, SA, Australia | Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests

    (I am working at a fast food restaurant. My store manager is a complete bully, and has had it out for me since day one because she doesn’t seem to like females. Nevertheless, I am a very good worker and always follow her instructions. All the other managers like me, and staff respect me and always come to me for help. I am allocated an hour and a half during the afternoon to do ‘changeover’ – that is, restock the dining room, mop, clean, empty the bins, etc.)

    Manager: “You finished your changeover far too quickly today.”

    Me: “I’ve been here for years and have it down to a fine art. It doesn’t take long. I can have it done and be back serving customers pretty quickly.”

    Manager: “You are allocated an hour and a half because to do it properly, it should take you that long. Stop cutting corners or I will write you a warning.”

    (A few days later, I am doing changeover. It’s almost impossible for me to stretch out a job that takes 30 minutes to the allocated hour and a half, but I try. I sanitise surfaces that never get touched. I clean picture frames. I even mop the floor twice. The restaurant is sparkling. I feel her gaze following me the whole time.)

    Manager: “That took you far too long. You are supposed to be my most competent worker. That job should only take you 30 minutes! You’re pathetic and a time waster.”

    (I quit a few weeks later. She literally ran out into the car park and cheered for joy. On my last day, she celebrated when I came in by yelling out to all the customers that it was the best day of her life. Some people are just not meant to be managers.)

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