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    Snowed Under With Work

    , | MI, USA | Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests

    (Because I walk to work, if it gets too cold or there’s too much snow, they’ll call me and tell me not to come in, and I can come in early or stay late the next day to make up the hours.)

    Manager: “Hey, [My Name], just letting you know we won’t need you tonight, but you can come in at 11 tomorrow if you want.”

    Me: “Would it be possible for me to stay late instead? I’m babysitting in the morning and I don’t think I’ll make it there by 11.”

    Manager: “Can you try and make it by noon?”

    Me: “I’ll see what I can do. If it’s another snow day for the schools I don’t think I can, but I’ll call by 11 tomorrow and let you know.”

    (The next day rolls around and sure enough, the schools get a snow day so I can’t make it in by noon. I call at 10:30.)

    Me: “…so I’ll be in at my scheduled time today, not any earlier, but I can stay late if you need me to.”

    Manager: “But this isn’t enough notice! You have to call three hours before you’re scheduled. A lot of people called out today because of the snow. I need you to come in. Get here by noon or I’m writing you up!”

    Me: “But—”

    Manager: “GET HERE OR YOU’RE FIRED!”

    (I called her boss and explained the situation, and was told that technically, because it was so cold, I should have been told not to come in at all!)

    Putting The Decision Upon Your Shoulders

    | San Antonio, TX, USA | Bosses & Owners, Coworkers, Crazy Requests

    (A coworker and I are in the stockroom, making a pallet of salvaged and damaged items to ship back to our store’s returns center. The stockroom manager is chatting with us about a recent inspection. All three of us are very different heights.)

    Manager: “So the inspector said the pallets have to be only shoulder high.”

    Me: “Wait… what? Measured against whose shoulders?”

    Manager: “That’s what I said, but he said they should be shoulder-high to whoever’s dealing with them.”

    Coworker: “But… I’m six foot two, [My Name]‘s five and a half, and you’re four and a half feet tall… and we all have to deal with the pallets at different times.”

    Me: “Are we supposed to magically make the pallets change size, or just assume they should all be shoulder-height to the shortest person in the store?”

    Manager: “I know, right? And if we made all the pallets the height of my shoulders, we’d have twice as many to deal with. Congratulations, [Coworker], if anyone asks, you’re now officially the person who handles all the pallets.”

    Acting Very Cross(Dressing)

    | England, UK | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Employees

    (I have been clothes shopping with my wife. This is the fourth shop we have been in and I am truly fed up. While she is trying something on [again], I find a seat, and begin to play with my phone. A woman in her late 40s dressed as a teenager approaches me.)

    Employee: *barking an order* “You can’t sit there.”

    (I almost don’t look up as I am not paying attention.)

    Me: “Huh, sorry?”

    Employee: “You. Can’t. Sit. There.”

    (I look around to see if there are any signs, I see nothing.)

    Me: “Why?”

    Employee: *with attitude* “Because this is a changing area, obviously!”

    (The area I am sat in is not enclosed or private in any way. This woman obviously works here and has a problem with me, so I decide to have a little fun.)

    Me: “So, what if I wanted to try something on?”

    Employee: “What?”

    Me: “I don’t see any ‘women only’ signs. What if I wanted to try something on?”

    Employee: “Well, that isn’t going to happen…”

    Me: “Are you telling me what I can and can’t wear?”

    Employee: “What! No, I…” *she gives me a look like a deer in the headlights*

    Me: “So, you are telling me that you personally don’t allow men in your store and you don’t support the trans community?”

    (She starts to look around. I realise she didn’t see my wife go in to the changing room. For all she knew there could have been a guy in there changing as we spoke. People are starting to stare at her.)

    Employee: *turning white* “I, er, I….” *leaves sharply*

    Wife: “You are so embarrassing. I can’t take you anywhere!”

    Not Getting Just Desserts

    | Montreal, QC, Canada | Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (The owner’s clueless son has been given charge of managing our bistro. I have made a new batch of praline nougat sorbet. He has disliked me from day one.)

    Manager: *tasting the dessert* “I think we should take this off the menu. Nobody likes it.”

    Me: “It’s our most popular dessert item; the customers seem to like it.”

    Manager: “Well, I don’t like it. Make another batch and I’ll decide.”

    (I put the same batch back in the freezer. The next day he comes back and asks to taste the new one. I give him the same dessert from the previous day.)

    Me: “The pastry chef made it this time.”

    Manager: “This one is much better! Let’s keep it on the menu.”

    Me: “…”

    (I quit not long afterwards, and so did the rest of the kitchen staff!)

    Being A Push Over Gets You Pushed For Time

    | Italy | Bosses & Owners, Coworkers, Crazy Requests, Overtime

    (We’re doing an inspection on a part of the plant, checking for leaks. My coworker is young and freshly hired; the customers, especially the aggressive ones, still get the better of him.)

    Coworker: “Let’s just hope [Notoriously Pushy Customer's Manager] doesn’t ask us to anticipate the report. We’re on a tight schedule as it is.”

    Me: “Well if he does, you just tell him ‘no can do.’ He’s not in a position to give us orders, and what’s the use in rushing us, anyway?”

    (Right on cue, my coworker’s phone rings.)

    Coworker: *at the phone* “Hello? Oh, good day, Mr. [Customer's Manager]… You want us to finish by tomorrow… at noon? Why, yes… Of course… We’ll have the report done by then…No problem at all, really. You’re welcome… Have a nice day… Yeah… You, too.”

    Me: *speechless*

    Coworker: “[My Name], we’re so screwed.”


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