Category: Health & Body

His Heart Isn’t In The Right Place

| Queensbury, NY, USA | Employees, Health & Body, Ignoring & Inattentive

(I am seeing my primary doctor for my biannual wellness visit. I had gone into the appointment very concerned because my heart arrhythmia had flared up in the past few weeks. At the end of the appointment:)

Me: “I’d like a referral for a cardiologist, for a consult and a Holter monitor [basically an EKG that you wear for 24-48 hours]. My PVCs have been increasing, and I’m becoming alarmed.”

Doctor: *clearly unconcerned* “I don’t think this is an issue. I don’t hear any skipped beats.” *listens to my chest for maybe three or four seconds, not an exaggeration*

Me: “I respect that, but I want a referral to a cardiologist.”

Doctor: *seemingly annoyed* “All right, I’ll put in that referral for you.”

(He did, and I had the Holter monitor and consult done. At the consult I learnt that literally 23% of my heartbeats were premature, resulting in no blood pumping effectively during those periods. I never went back to that doctor.)

A Colorful Excuse

| MN, USA | Bosses & Owners, Health & Body, Ignoring & Inattentive

(I’m being interviewed for a seasonal position at a local crafting store. I’m also color blind.)

Interviewer: “Your references checked out and we’d love to have you on the staff.”

Me: “Perfect! I just need to make sure I’m cashier only, however, due to the nature of the store.”

Interviewer: “Not a problem; we start all of our seasonals as cashiers and go from there anyway, and I’ll make sure the managers know about the circumstances. There’s plenty to do that doesn’t involve coloring.”

(My first shift, a manager snags me and brings me to the fabric section.)

Manager: “Okay, so I need these sorted by color. I’ll have someone come help you in a bit when it slows down.”

Me: “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t. I’m [My Name] and I’m-”

Manager: “And I’m your boss, so do it.” *walks away*

(I do what I can until help arrives and wonder if any of the managers actually read my interview notes. An hour later, he comes back.)

Manager: “You’ve barely touched this section!”

Me: “Yes, I know. I’m [My Name] and I was promised I would be cashier only because I’m COLOR BLIND and therefore kind of useless when it comes to sorting things by color.”

Manager: “Oh, right, you’re THAT one. Look this one-” *points* “-is blue, and this one-” *points* “is green. Then there’s purple, aqua-”

Me: “Yeah, I’m sorry, but that’s black, that’s gray, and the rest look brown.”

Manager: “Fine, I’ll get someone else to do it! Just go cashier!”

Me: “Love to.”

(At least it’s only a seasonal position.)

Inappropriate Question: Abort! Abort!

| Austin, TX, USA | Bad Behavior, Employees, Health & Body

(In my third year of law school I spend my mornings in class and then get one of the campus shuttles downtown to the District Attorney’s office (where criminal prosecutors work), where I have an internship. At this time of day there’s often no one else on the bus. As I get on one day:)

Bus Driver: “So, where are you going today?

Me: “To the DA’s office. I’m in law school and I’m working there.

Bus Driver: “Oh, really? So what do you think about abortion?”

Me: “Umm…”

Bus Driver: “If you’re going to be a DA, then it matters. Did you know that in some places, you can still get an abortion even when the baby is old enough to live outside the uterus?”

Me: “Umm…”

Bus Driver: “I might be voting for you one day. You need to tell me what your views on abortion are.”

Me: “I’m sorry, I’m not comfortable talking about that.”

(I went and sat down in the big, empty bus and looked at my phone to avoid eye contact for the rest of the trip. Sorry, Mr. Bus Driver, but 1) while THE District Attorney for each county is elected, the dozens or hundreds of attorneys who prosecute cases are not; 2) DAs, like the police, just enforce the laws that already exist and have nothing to do with making the laws; and 3) my views on abortion are none of your d*** business!)

Your Slacking Is Lacking

, | New Haven CT, USA | Bosses & Owners, Health & Body, Ignoring & Inattentive

(I work at a sandwich shop for my very first job ever, and this boss is easily the worst boss I’ll ever have. I injure my wrist a few months into working there, and I approach her with a doctor’s note.)

Boss: “This note is really vague. Are you able to work or not?”

Me: “It just says that I can’t lift anything heavy or use certain repetitive movements with my right wrist, and that a wrap bandage helps me support the injury. It’s only a strain, so I just need time to rest it, nothing serious. But I work with [Coworker] every night, and he and I can figure out how to keep the work fair.”

Boss: “I better not see you slacking off!”

(Usually my boss would leave me and Coworker alone to manage the shop, but tonight she decides to loom over me every minute of the night and criticize.)

Boss: “Why aren’t you slicing tomatoes from the prep list?”

Me: “The tomato slicer is a right-handed machine and it’s a repetitive movement.”

Boss: “Oh but you’re not too lazy to cut onions?”

Me: “…the rotary cutter can be turned around so I can run it left-handed. I can do everything on the list that uses the rotary cutter but not the tomato machine. [Coworker] can slice the tomatoes when I’m done and I’ll take care of customers to free his hands, to make it fair.”

Boss: “You just said that you were avoiding making sandwiches before and that you’d only do the register.”

Me: “No, just that it’s awkward to make sandwiches left handed, and I’m much slower than usual but the register would be much easier for me. If I have a large order I’ll need to call [Coworker] back up but–”

Boss: “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. It’s too complicated. Just do the whole prep list like you’re supposed to.”

(I did not. Later, I’m washing dishes in a three bay sink, so I have my wrap bandage off for a short time to keep it dry.)

Boss: “Your note said you needed to wear a wrap bandage at all times!!! You’re lying to me!”

Me: “Not at all times; only when I need the additional support. I’m elbow deep in hot water. This is actually really soothing.”

Boss: “You’re lying to me about your wrist hurting!”

Me: “I’ll bet you a fistful of ibuprofen and the past week of physical therapy that I’m not!”

(Later:)

Boss: “The chore list says that [Coworker] cleans the bathroom and you do the trash. Why are you doing the bathroom?”

Me: “I can’t lift the trash bags to take them outside, but I can wrap a garbage bag to protect my wrap bandage and clean the bathrooms purely left-handed. All I’m doing is spraying bleach and wiping so…”

Boss: “But that’s not what the chore list says. This is [Coworker]’s nightly tasks.”

Me: “We are dividing the labor based on what I can physically accomplish tonight, as equally as possible.”

Boss: “You’re just being lazy!”

Coworker: *returns inside from taking out the trash* “She’s literally done two-thirds of the cleanup tonight while I sat around and waited for customers to walk in the door. How the hell is she lazy? Wouldn’t she have been better off calling out of work all week?!”

(My boss huffed off, continuing to mutter about me slacking off.)

Give Me A Break!

| MI, USA | Bosses & Owners, Health & Body, Ignoring & Inattentive

(I am a young woman in an office environment. I am also naturally very thin and small. One day the manager calls me to his office.)

Manager: *seriously* “[My Name], we need to talk. We’re cutting your bathroom breaks.”

Me: “What? Why?”

Manager: “You’ll thank us later.”

Me: “Is it my record? I’ve been very good; I help with the sales.”

Manager: “No, it’ll be fine. Just take things as normal and we’ll get back to you.”

(I leave, confused. Unfortunately, I’m on my period and it’s extremely inconvenient. I spend the whole day in pain at my desk. My supervisor comes to me at the end of the day.)

Supervisor: “What’s going on? I heard you didn’t do very well today. Is anything the matter?”

Me: “No.”

Supervisor: *looking concerned* “Okay. Well, I’m here for you, all right?”

(I go home, puzzled by what happened. Next day, I’m suffering heavy bleeds and I have to go to the bathroom numerous times. The manager calls me in the office with the supervisor.)

Manager: “[My Name], we’ve been noticing that you’ve been having a LOT of bathroom breaks and I’m afraid we’re going to have to let you go for a while.”

Me: “WHAT?!”

Manager: “Now, understand that this is only temporary. We have the numbers of some very good people who can help you and we’ll even let you have time off with pay if things come to it…”

Me: “Wait. ‘People who can help me’?”

Manager: “Here.”

(He hands over some leaflets on eating disorders.)

Me: “[Manager], I’m fine. I’m a healthy weight.”

Manager: “Well, you were sick after [Coworker]’s birthday when she brought stuff in the other week, plus you’re really skinny.”

Me: “I had the flu! I didn’t even know I had it at the time. Listen, I’m on my period. I’m not bulimic!”

(My two male superiors were very embarrassed.)

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