Work Horror Stories

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Chopinpiano

Chopinpiano

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Okay, I think we all probably may have one of these so let me begin with a job I once had.

I once worked as a lifeguard, and the most disgusting shit would happen there. People would shit on the floor in the restrooms or walk in and just piss on the floor and leave. Mainly children would do it, but the poor custodians had to clean it all up. Where I worked was infested with niggers too, so I think that may have to do with it.

They also made us clean around the pool and mainly the niggers would leave out chips that would get soggy as hell and a pain in the ass to clean up. One day I was by a bench and found tissues and lotion and almost wanted to puke. I made sure I had my gloves on picking that up. We've also had people trespass into the establishment and had authorities get involved. We also had an autist come in and shit everywhere in the changing rooms and the pool deck as he was walking in. Not to mention we have downie day, when we have a bunch of downies swim. One time on of them got the # of my co worker.

One of the worst days were camp days. Fuck camp day, it's basically baby sitting a bunch of degenerate kids while the camp counselors do nothing but play on phones and got paid more than us. These kids are the devil incarnate, they behaved worse than some of the tards.

Hilarious bonus; one time I saw a guy with a tattoo of 痔 which means literally hemorrhoids and he told me it was supposed to say samurai.
 
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Work Horror eh?
Here's a few I posted from this thread that never took off: https://kiwifarms.net/threads/working-in-foodservice.28116/
I recently got a job at a catering place and they are keeping me around (for some reason).
One story for now:
Every Wednesday there is this dish made (Sauce for Chicken Murphy) that creates the most acrid smoke ever. The side effects range from uncontrollable coughing in one coworker to me feeling it in the lungs and sneezing every five seconds. I swear it's some experiment in riot control gas.
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That dish that required the hot peppers was Chicken Murphy. Apparently the reason it's made (beside people eating it) is so the "head chef" can get this other person in the kitchen to shut the fuck up (spoilers it fails most of the time). As I said before it's usually on Wed that the peppers are cooked. This past Friday the head chef (Dagay) the annoying coworker (REE) to shut the fuck up at the start of the day. While REE was in the office and not working, Dagay cooks up a small batch of peppers for the gas. Instead of leaving it on the stove, he takes the pot and runs around the kitchen like a Eucharist guy on crack.
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Don't you just love when the delivery people show up so late in the work day you can't go home until they show up?
I do /sneed
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There is more to it where that came from but I got fed up with that job and quit it.
 
I worked at a restaurant before and they used to touch the sushi rolls with their bare hands sometimes. Some of the things that happened there were a bit unsanitary. Such as a bucket of soy sauce, sometimes hands would touch it and to me it was disgusting. Also, it was owned by a bunch of chinks so there was an unbelievable amount of smoking.
 
I worked at a movie rental store for under the shade of a decade. One time this smelly, dirt covered, oaf of a customer came in with a huge scabbed gash on his face. He didn't understand the terms of our rental program, and proceeded to yell, breaking the scab, causing blood to erupt from his face. He took his hand, bloodied it up, and smeared it all over our counter, and started smacking his bloody hand prints all over our glass doors on his way out. I called our store manager, and in hindsight maybe I overreacted when I just yelled "THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE! IT'S LIKE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE IN HERE!" We got to close the store for the rest of the night, waiting for a hazmat team to come clean up the blood. It ended up being a great night; me and my co-workers got to hang out, watch movies, and just goof off and get paid for it. The cops eventually came and we all gave statements. The security tape was pulled of the incident because the cops said they were eventually going to come back for it - they never did - and that tape stayed in the safe up front until the store closed eight/nine years later - in hindsight, I wish I would have taken the thing. But that's one of many horror stories I have working in at a movie rental store for 9ish years, but now that almost all of them are gone, I remember those years fondly.
 
My company had a location in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina, which is a beach town just south of Myrtle Beach. They called the IT help desk to say that their point of sale server won't come on and it's making a beeping noise. I booked a last minute flight to Myrtle Beach with a replacement server in my luggage. I got to the location and it turned out that the reason the server wouldn't come on is that the UPS had died.

Also, it didn't happen to me, but we had another account in Wenatchee, Washington that had our equipment installed alongside a competitor's equipment, and they were always calling the wrong help desk. They called our Seattle office one day in the middle of winter and requested a tech to come out and troubleshoot our system. Since it was winter, the passes through the Cascades were closed so our tech had to drive 12+ hours all the way through Portland and Yakima. When he finally got there, our system was running fine, it was our competitor's that had crashed.
 
I used to work a morning and after care program at a local school and one of our strict rules is that you CAN NOT be in contact with the kids outside of the program. Well I found out that one of my coworkers was actually in group chats with some of the 5th and 6th graders. By found out, I mean she straight up told me about it and seemed quite proud or a bit bragging of what she was doing. Some of the kids would even private text her, sending pictures to her of them in hospitals or at different places, ect. I had told my boss about it and the boss decided to talk to one of the parents of the kids. She soon came back to me and told me how the mom was totally fine with a 26 year old woman chatting privately with her daughter. The mom said "But if she was a male, I'd have a completely different attitude about this."
 
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Boxed in Lurker said:
I used to work a morning and after care program at a local school and one our strict rules is that you CAN NOT be in contact with the kids outside of the program. Well I found out that one of my coworkers was actually in group chats with some of the 5th and 6th graders. By found out, I mean she straight up told me about it and seemed quite proud or a bit bragging of what she was doing. Some of the kids would even private text her, sending pictures to her of them in hospitals or at different places, ect. I had told my boss about it and the boss decided to talk to one of the parents of the kids. She soon came back to me and told me how the mom was totally fine with a 26 year old woman chatting privately with her daughter. The mom said "But if she was a male, I'd have a completely different attitude about this."
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Wow, what a pedo. You should have reported it to the police, also that mom is a tard.
 
Chopinpiano said:
Wow, what a pedo. You should have reported it to the police, also that mom is a tard.
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I wish I did
Also the company that ran the after care/morning care program for the school literally would hire anyone and anything. We had a former stripper work with us once and she bitched about everyone, only worked for 3 days, and then was never heard of again.
I could go on and on about all the messed up people that would come in and then instantly quit the next day
It was also incredibly hard for anyone to get fired. Almost impossible.
 
Boxed in Lurker said:
I wish I did
Also the company that ran the after care/morning care program for the school literally would hire anyone and anything. We had a former stripper work with us once and she bitched about everyone, only worked for 3 days, and then was never heard of again.
I could go on and on about all the messed up people that would come in and then instantly quit the next day
It was also incredibly hard for anyone to get fired. Almost impossible.
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How would the mom feel if the teacher was a tranny?
 
I worked at Wendy's a hundred years ago when I was a teen in high school and I watched the guy that got me hired (who eventually became a manager) spit into at least a hundred sandwiches when people would come through the drive-thru, especially when they would make a huge order for an office or business.

I stopped eating fast food that very moment.
 
So I had one of the early digital cameras while working at a dotcom biz. I used it to take pictures of products for the site and for employee badge photos. One day I needed to make some badges and the brick of a camera was missing. I thought this was pretty weird, so started asking other people in the graphics department. Eventually "someone" (name redacted) admitted to having the camera, and he sheepishly produced said camera.

I plugged the camera in, and was greeted with pictures of both his penis covered in clothespins and his wife's poonlips the same. It was an awkward experience and he never borrowed my digital camera again.
 
wellthathappened said:
So I had one of the early digital cameras while working at a dotcom biz. I used it to take pictures of products for the site and for employee badge photos. One day I needed to make some badges and the brick of a camera was missing. I thought this was pretty weird, so started asking other people in the graphics department. Eventually "someone" (name redacted) admitted to having the camera, and he sheepishly produced said camera.

I plugged the camera in, and was greeted with pictures of both his penis covered in clothespins and his wife's poonlips the same. It was an awkward experience and he never borrowed my digital camera again.
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Horrifying. Perhaps it was a fetish of his or something. That sounds like serial killer level kind of fetish though.
 
PantsFreeZone said:
I worked at Wendy's a hundred years ago when I was a teen in high school and I watched the guy that got me hired (who eventually became a manager) spit into at least a hundred sandwiches when people would come through the drive-thru, especially when they would make a huge order for an office or business.

I stopped eating fast food that very moment.
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He sounds lolcow worthy. Did he do anything else eccentric like that?
 
This is when I used to work at the Walmart in the worst part of town of Albuquerque, New Mexico. One day we had some guy who was shooting up in the bathroom (probably meth because he had the face to match a meth addict) and we had to call the police because shooting up in the Walmart is a big no no. So police arrive and he darts out of the restroom covered in shit with his dick half out and he start climbing the shelf’s. He knocks down an entire row of Halloween shit and is trying to hard core parkour the shelf by jumping from one shelf to the other. He loses his footing on one of the shelf’s and falls head first. The aftermath was that I had to clean up the restrooms which had shit smeared all over the walls and sinks.
 
Chopinpiano said:
He sounds lolcow worthy. Did he do anything else eccentric like that?
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He tried to become a professional wrestler as a 5'8" manlet. He went to whatever the Minnesota WWF tryout facility is called and spent a few months training and learning a gimmick. I haven't seen him in 10 years. Tim, if you made it, I'm proud of you, my nigga.
 
This tale was the first sign I should have quit Laughing Joe's Kunthole Katering earlier instead of later. Here is the time I got everbody kicked out of the establishment for the day.

The Friday before Presidents Day, my boss (Laughing Joe) asks my supervisor (Ryeanne) to help him with something. I overhear that it involves excel and offer to try to help. The project appears to involve developing new labels for the shelves with the dry/jar goods. My boss leaves a spreadsheet on his computer with a list of steps that need to be done.

Before these steps can be done, the contents have to be written down. I write down the goods and the amount and am ready to move on to the listed steps. My supervisor takes one look at the handwritten list and tells me that she can not hand it to my boss (Penmanship? What's that?). I'm thinking to myself why would my boss care? This paper is not the final product, it is just a note created for my use in order to help develop the final product. Because of this I retype what I just wrote down on my boss's computer, print it out and proceed to ask the person in "charge" (Dagay) of the kitchen about his pars for those items. Said person does not seem to work in pars and just orders while necessary.

While this was going on, my boss (through remote access) notices the word document on his computer. He goes to the directions he left in the excel spreadsheet and puts words in red to emphasize what he wants. He calls up my supervisor and tells her that I am doing it wrong. I forget the finer details of what happened next but basically it involves a few of us trying to figure out what my boss wants and him flipping out at my supervisor and telling her to send all of us home for the day. To this day I never did find out what he wanted us to do and I honestly don't care.
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Epilogue: A few months later another coworker (Hessie) gets new labels printed up for the shelves. Oh so when I do it's wrong but when she does the excat same thing I was going to do it's right?
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P.S Did I also mention Ree was assigned to watch over me while I was writing stuff down?
 
There was one time that a kid exploded his whole ass into the pool. Took 2 and a half hours to clean as it was stuck at the bottom. Closed the pool all day due to it.
 
many years ago I used to work on the shop floor of a factory making doors and staircases
there was one lad there who got caught masturbating in the toilets, so naturally, from that day onwards he was known as Bogwanker
 
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