(I’ve quit my job, but tell my boss that I’m willing to be available in an emergency or for extra coverage. I’ve therefore been taken off the regular weekly schedule. However, one day my phone rings about five minutes after the daily shift change.)

Me: “Hello?”

Manager: “Hey, are you on your way?”

Me: “On my way?”

Manager: “Yeah, you’re scheduled to work today.”

Me: “I am?”

Manager: “Yeah… didn’t [assistant manager] tell you?”

Me: “No. I’m in [town 45 minutes away] right now.”

Manager: “Oh man… you’re kidding.”

Me: “I was just leaving, though. I guess I could be there in like an hour.”

Manager: “Oh, great!”

(A few minutes later my phone rings again.)

Manager: “Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I called [assistant manager] and told her the importance of letting you know when you’re scheduled to work!”

(I arrive for my shift, which starts very late at night. My coworker is a notorious party guy and seems high and jittery.)

Me: “Hi, [coworker]. Are you okay?”

Coworker: “Fine! I’m fine! How are you!” *moves rapidly*

Me: “Okay…”

(I go to the back office, where I find a full dozen of empty beer bottles lying around. They’ve obviously just have been drunk, the smell is strong. My coworker comes in the room, swaying.)

Coworker: “What’s upppppp!”

Me: “Did you… did you just drink all these beer?”

Coworker: *laughs hysterically* “Nooooo! Maybe. A little.” *laughs hysterically and dances*

(I report his drinking on the job to my manager, who suspended him. I had to quit later because I moved, but I later learned he had been promoted to manager!)

Applicant: “I would like to apply for the position as a breakfast waitress, but I have one question. I can only work afternoons from 2 pm onwards. Would that be a problem for you?”

Me: “May I ask what time you generally have breakfast?”

Applicant: “…Why?!”

Me: “Well, our hotel guests would like their breakfast in the morning, say mostly between 8 and 10 am. 2 pm is too late for them.”

Applicant: *very disappointed* “Um… so you don’t think it is going to work, do you?”

(For a while, I’ve been on the list of people to be cross trained for a different department. However, my manager keeps forgetting to schedule me for the right time. On this week, she finally schedules me at the correct time, which is two hours after I normally start. I go to work for training as scheduled, only to find my manager is upset.)

Manager: “Where were you? Why weren’t you here when you were supposed to be two hours ago? [Coworker] has had to go into overtime to cover for you!”

Me: “Um… this is when I was supposed to come in for cross training. It’s on the schedule.”

Manager: “What are you talking about? I think I would have remembered changing the schedule like that.”

Me: “I have a copy of the schedule you sent out here…”

(I hand her the schedule.)

Manager: “Son of a b****, you are scheduled for now. Well, you still aren’t getting cross trained because there’s no one to cover your shift.”

Me: “But I need the cross training. I was supposed to get it three weeks ago.”

Manager: “Well, who’s fault is it that you haven’t been able to go to the training?”

Me: “Do you really want me to answer that?”

(My coworker has recently been promoted to manager, much to our dismay. She is loud, rude, and abusive type, and yells at us in front of the customers. This day is no different.)

Coworker: “[My name], you’ve made a BIG mistake! You better apologize RIGHT NOW! You are soooo stupid!”

Me: “What mistake did I make?”

Coworker: “You gave the wrong guest foam pillows! Now the guest will be very angry! It’s all your fault!”

(As my coworker continues her rant, nearby hotel guests can’t help staring. Meanwhile, I pull up log.)

Me: “Um, if you’ll look here, you’ll see that the one who put this in was under YOUR name.”

(I turn the computer screen so she can see.)

Coworker: “What?!”

(My coworker goes pale as she sees her name on the screen.)

Coworker: “Oh… well… um… everybody makes mistakes, right?” *stupid laugh*