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    Always Comes In Threes

    | IN, USA | Employees, Family & Kids

    (I’m stocking shelves near the electronics section as my coworker talks to a father and daughter about tablets.)

    Coworker: “Well, you could probably get away with the smallest model, seeing as you’re, what, 16?”

    Daughter: “Er, actually I’m 19.”

    Coworker: “…oh. Sorry, you looked younger.”

    Daughter: “Haha, that’s okay. It happens all the time.”

    Coworker: *turns to me* “You’re 19, right? What kind of tablet do you think would be best for her?”

    Me: *in mock outrage* “I’m 22!”

    Coworker: *face-palm*

    Father: *laughing* “At least he’s consistent!”

    Defeated Not Seated

    | Kansas City, MO, USA | Employees, Ignoring/Inattentive

    (I’m meeting two friends at a popular upscale brunch spot. The lobby is very crowded and everyone is huddled together waiting for their names to be called. I see my friends come in, but they stick by the door since there’s not much room where I am standing. After about 30 minutes…)

    Hostess: “[My Name], party of three!”

    (I nudge my way up to the hostess as she’s still calling out my name until I’m right in front of her.)

    Hostess: *looking past me* “Last call for [My Name], party of three!”

    Me: “Ma’am, I’m [My Name].”

    Hostess: “Oh. Sorry, we can only seat full parties and can’t hold tables.”

    Me: “The rest of my party is here. They’re making their way through the crowd now, it’s the gentleman in the orange and the gentleman in the blue.” *I motion to my friends*

    Hostess: “Sorry, if they’re not up here I can’t seat you. I’ll put you back on the list but it’ll be another 45 minute wait. [Other Patron’s Name], party of two!”

    Me: “Wait! They’re right here now! We’re ready to be seated.”

    Hostess: “It’ll be 45 minutes.”

    (We opted for fast food breakfast.)

    Service Worth Shouting About

    | Portland, OR, USA | At The Checkout, Employees, Food & Drink

    Me: “Good morning, can I get [specialty drink]?”

    Employee: *a little panicked* “I’m sorry miss, we are out of [important ingredient]…”

    Me: “Oh… okay, let me look at the menu for a moment.”

    (I step out of line while I look at the menu. A few minutes later I decide and join the end of the line.)

    Employee: *when I reach the front* “Hi again, decided what you want?”

    Me: “I’d love a hot chocolate.” *jokingly* “I assume you aren’t out of chocolate?”

    Manager: “It’s on the house for not yelling at us. It’s a nice change.”

    Overtime Crime, Part 5

    | Belgium | Bosses & Owners, Lazy/Unhelpful, Overtime

    (The shop I worked at was part of a major chain. The manager and rest of the team were awesome and always friendly. The regional manager though, was a hard-a**. One day, we’re short two people, who called in sick. As a result, there’s only me, another girl, and the butcher. With two hours left on the clock till closing time, the regional manager suddenly turns up.)

    Regional Manager: “So, I heard you had two people call in sick? Okay, I’ll help out a bit.”

    (He went straight for the office in the back to do paperwork. The butcher loved it, since it was originally his responsibility, and he hated it. About an hour before closing, we start some light cleaning, like taking away empty trays and taking out the trash, and cleaning some lesser-used knives. We do this an hour early because we had to clean the entire shop top to bottom, and had two people less to help.)

    Regional Manager: “HEY! Why are you cleaning? It’s not closing time yet!”

    Butcher: “Yeah, but we have less people. We have to clean the entire shop, and remember how you reprimanded us last month because we had too much overtime?”

    Regional Manager: “That’s no excuse! Put everything back! There might be customers coming in!”

    Butcher: *to me* “Nonsense, nobody comes in after this hour, ever. We won’t sell another thing, mark my words.”

    (We put everything back as it was, and wait for closing time. Of course, like predicted, nobody came in. As soon as the clock strikes the hour, we close the door and start cleaning. We have limited time, but are a bit optimistic, since the regional manager is still in the office doing paperwork. We expected him to stay there and count the till and order everything for the next week. However…)

    Regional Manager: “Well, see ya!”

    Me: “Wait what? Where are you going?”

    Regional Manager: “Home. My wife is making dinner.”

    Butcher: “You’re not going to help? Not even the paperwork?”

    Regional Manager: “Nope. That’s your responsibility. It’s bad enough I had to take over from you as it is. Don’t let that happen again!”

    (Of course, we worked late because we had to clean the entire shop with only two people, while the butcher had to do paperwork. We ended up staying only an hour late, but still we got another reprimand for “too much overtime” from the regional manager.)

    Related:
    Overtime Crime, Part 4
    Overtime Crime, Part 3
    Overtime Crime, Part 2


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