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    Category: Crazy Requests

    Owning Up To Your Own Job

    | England, UK | Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests

    (We have lost a few people recently, meaning more work for everyone. I have taken on running a department on top of my full-time job.)

    Boss: “[My Name], where are you with [main task]?”

    Me: “Well, to be honest I’m getting a bit behind.”

    Boss: “What?! Why?”

    Me: “Well I’m running a whole department now.”

    Boss: “That doesn’t take long. Just get [Worker] to do it.”

    Me: “You want me to get him to manage supplier contacts? He just isn’t capable; you know that.”

    Boss: “Oh, well, yes, but the rest he can do.”

    Me: “Like the massively important new production line?”

    Boss: “Well, no…”

    Me: “Or how about—” *I list other items that can only be done by me*

    Boss: “Well, no, you would have to do all that. But I still don’t see why you can’t do your main job.”

    (Up to today, I still get blamed for not doing my ‘own’ job.)

    Weathering The Stupid Suggestions

    | IL, USA | Coworkers, Crazy Requests

    (We run an unannounced evacuation drill of our sizable office building in the middle of April. The weather isn’t ideal, but it isn’t absolutely horrible, either. Employees provide feedback, and the feedback gets passed around.)

    Coworker: “So, it seems that among our feedback is the suggestion that we have coats stashed near the evacuation points, as well as someone to hand them out. Y’know; in case employees couldn’t grab theirs and the weather is bad.”

    Needs To Drop Their Baggage

    | Santa Clara, CA, USA | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Employees

    (My county has outlawed plastic bags; and now you must bring a reusable bag or pay a small fee for paper bags. On this day, I’m buying a case of beer and a case of soda.)

    Cashier: “Is that all?” *scans, pauses, and then grabs two paper bags*

    Me: “Wait. I don’t need bags, and these boxes wouldn’t fit anyway.”

    Cashier: “If you don’t bring a bag, we gotta charge you for paper.”

    Me: “But I don’t need bags… These are already packaged, and they’re going right in my truck.”

    Cashier: “Hey, it’s the law! No bag, we charge you for paper!”

    (At that point, another cashier came over and they have a brief, hushed, conversation. Angrily, the cashier finished the transaction. As I left, I could still hear her saying ‘he’s supposed to bring bags…’)

    Rated ‘M’ For Mom

    | TX, USA | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Employees

    (My boyfriend and I look nothing alike. He is five inches taller than me, has dark curly hair, and is as thin as a toothpick. He also has a really dark complex. On the other hand I am blonde, have an athletic build, and am freakishly pale. We are in a video game store and he is making a purchase.)

    Cashier: “Okay, sir, this game is rated M for mature, so I need to see some ID.”

    Boyfriend: “Sure, no problem.”

    (My boyfriend starts to reach into his pocket to grab his ID when the cashier notices me.)

    Cashier: “Ma’am, I need to let you know that this game is unsuitable for people under the age of 17 due to graphic violence, blood, and swear words. So I need to see your ID.”

    Me: “Why do you need to see my ID? I’m not buying anything.”

    Cashier: “This game has violence and blood, and may be unsuitable for him, so I have to let his parents know.”

    Me: “I’m not his mother, so there really isn’t a reason for you to tell me or ask for my ID.”

    Cashier: “It is rated M, which is a rating from the ESRB saying that there is graphic violence and blood, and shouldn’t be played by anyone under the age of 17.”

    Boyfriend: “Erm… dude, I’m 20.”

    Me: “I’m 19, and I’m not making a purchase. ”

    Cashier: “If you’re not making a purchase then I’m going to ask you to leave, as your son is not old enough to make this purchase.”

    (At this point I am starting to get self-conscious.)

    Me: “[Boyfriend], do I really look old enough to be your mom?”

    Boyfriend: “Nope.”

    (My boyfriend hands his ID to the cashier, who just continues to look at me expectantly.)

    Cashier: “Ma’am, I need your ID.”

    (My boyfriend ended up asking for the manager, who was just as insistent that I need to show my ID so my ‘son’ can buy a game.)

    Common Sense Takes A Holiday

    , | Australia | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Holidays

    (Due to it being Easter Sunday, management has wrongly predicted a quiet day and we are severely understaffed. I am getting a little frustrated, especially with people making comments about our store being open.)

    Customer: “Why are you even open? You should be at home with your family!”

    Me: *deadpan* “Why are you even shopping? You should be at home with your family.”

    (The customer’s eyes go wide for a split second before he chuckles.)

    Customer: “Touché… I am seriously SO sorry.” *walks away*

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