(Closed) Job Horror Stories

posted 6 years ago in Career
Post # 3
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Honey bee
  • Wedding: October 2013

Mine are all horror stories from working in fast food.  I was working in the drive through one night, I was the person taking orders at the speaker and the one handing out the orders at the window.  It was late and pretty slow.  I had a man come up to the speaker and ask for a glass of water, so I told him sure and to drive on up.  I didn’t bother ringing it in the computer because we didn’t charge for it anyways, so I poured a cup of water, open up the window to give it to him, and he screams at me, “WATER’S FREE BITCH!!!” and threw a dart at me that stabbed me in the neck. 

Another time when I had first started working there, maybe 2 or 3 days after I had started, a lady came to my register and ordered a Filet of Fish, and asked if it had cheese on it, I said it did.  I had no idea at that point that it only came with half a slice of cheese on it, I just knew the picture on the menu showed cheese so I knew it came with cheese.  I got the woman her food and she went to sit down.  She came back irritated a few minutes later because the sandwich only came with half of a slice of cheese and she wanted extra cheese on it.  I took the sandwich back to the kitchen and asked if they could put extra cheese on it for her.  They gave it back to me, and I gave it back to her again and apologized.  A couple minutes later she came back livid.  Apparently some jackass in the kitchen thought it would be funny to put a stack of cheese slices an inch thick on the sandwich, I had no idea.  The woman screams at me about how stupid I am and how hard is to do my goddamn job, and we’re all idiots, and then threw the tartar sauce covered stack of cheese in my face. 

Oh, and one guy was a regular who would come through the drive through every single day for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  He told me on a regular basis that I was a worthless human being because I worked in fast food.  He was the nastiest person I’ve ever met.  Personality, and cleanliness wise.  His car was filled literally floor to ceiling with fast food wrappers. 

 

Shudders.  I can’t believe I put up with that shit for over 5 years.  I finally just quit in October.

Post # 5
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Honey bee
  • Wedding: October 2013

@GreenEyedMoon:  Uggh. No, I was too stunned to get it when he sped off, I asked my manager if he could pull it from the cameras but he said they were broken.

Post # 7
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Blushing bee
  • Wedding: August 2012

My worst experience is not quite as bad as yours, but I was pretty mortified at the time.   …please note that I was young and made blatantly bad decisions!! lol

It was a part-time job while I was still in Uni.  I had just quit at the campus Pub due to a relationship that got really ugly with one of the bartenders.    I had managed to get hired at another Pub off campus a few weeks later. 

My first shift (about 10 minutes in) I came out of the kitchen carrying plates of food and low and behold there is ex-bf/bartender sitting at a table looking as dumb as I felt.  

He and his friends started making stupid comments about me and of course I reacted.  This turned into a pretty heated “argument” and I had to leave the room.

…I was fired by the end of the shift lol (and I don’t blame the manager either)  

Looking back, I can laugh at this now.  It was one of those scenarios when if you could see the ‘what to do’ and ‘what not to do’, it would be entirely ‘what not to do’. 

Post # 8
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Honey bee
  • Wedding: October 2013

No, I never did.  I should have but I was 16 and I just wanted to get out of work after my shift lol. Thankfully the dart just barely pricked my neck and didn’t cause any serious injury and/or give me diseases.

 

Post # 9
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Bumble bee

OMG…what a mess!!?

I have SO many horror stories but the most recent and annoying one is that some stupid Regional Vice President decided to pop up in my office and was livid at the color of my hair. Yes. My hair. It was auburn/red at the time (which is the color i’ve had it my whole life BUT just before that it was blonde for about 2 months) My manager called me into her office after the visit and said I had to change my hair back or a different color because this b*tch said it was unprofessional and directly hinders business. Oh yea?? Makes no sense. I fought and fought and fought. It came down to the “due date” and I was going to get fired if I didn’t change it. So I did. Now I have put in my two weeks and will be leaving, YES…so I can dye my hair back red. It sounds trivial but it’s such a huge part of me. Makes me who I am (physically). 

This was apparently okay because their handbook states “XYZ COMPANY reserves the right to determine anything that we feel is unprofessional or alters/hinders business practices” >> SoOo basically anyone’s opinion can be taken and ran away with!! Most ridiculous shit I’ve ever gone through in my life.

Post # 10
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Honey bee
  • Wedding: October 2013

@MissTX:  Um….. and what if you had naturally red hair? That’s absolutely insanse!

Post # 11
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Sugar bee
  • Wedding: May 2018

i worked in hospice…. in a sales role. basically, i drove around to nursing homes and assisted living facilities looking for patients at end of life. and i had a quota. 17 new patients a month. bonus and everything.

at one point i was in someone woman’s living room, discussing her husband’s condition. he hadn’t left the nursing home in 8 years, was blind and an amputee. when i discussed hospice she was upset and asked if her husband was dying. what a horrible position to be in! i only lasted 6 months.

Post # 12
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Sugar bee
  • Wedding: February 2011

I once worked at what I thought was a nice family-run shop…where the owner turned out to be an age-ist, racist C U Next Tuesday who would be sugary sweet to us non-family members one moment and then ream us out over something that wasn’t our fault the next.

My best friend at the time was Taiwanese and something of a tomboy. She came to visit me at work once, and I was busy with a customer, so she wandered around the shop looking for some nice thank you notes…and my boss followed her around the entire store watching her around corners, convinced she was about to steal something because she was young-looking, Asian, and casually dressed. It wasn’t until I finished with the customer and introduced my friend to the boss that she all of a sudden plastered a smile on her face and stopped acting like my friend was going to rob the joint.

This woman constantly made snide remarks about visible minority customers when they were within earshot, was a bitch to small children, thought every young person was a thief, and would ignore customers she didn’t know who were looking for help with things just to chat with her favorite old lady regulars.

The boss would never come in to work if she was sick, but if one of us came down with the flu we had damn well better still show up. I worked one day in a total fog because I was running a fever and my head was pounding from clogged sinuses. She was a complete twatwaffle to her most faithful employee, a sweet, wonderful British lady who had worked at the shop for literally decades and was one of the kindest souls I have ever been privileged enough to meet.

I was never so happy to quit a job. When I informed her I was leaving in a few months for grad school, she acted all disappointed to be losing me and gave me an expensive pen and day planner as a bon voyage gift. Too little, too late, you harpy.

Post # 13
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Bee Keeper
  • Wedding: September 2017

i worked at a very very popular coffee place in high school and through college. think seattle…got it? ok good. i actually really loved the job and had a lot of fun working there. BUT can i just say that some people take their coffee really really seriously. there was this woman, she was probably about 65 or 70 years old. the location of my job was right on the magnificent mile in downtown chicago. Our customers were mostly tourists and the rich residents of the area. this one was obviously a rich resident. she would come in a few times a week with her little devil dog and order the same thing every time. a bone dry cappucino with cinnamon powder on top. a wet cappucino has more milk less foam, a dry one has less milk and more foam and there are different ways to make each one. a wet one is pretty easy since it has less foam. now dry foam is not something you can just come up with in moments. it has to separate and it takes a few minutes to do that. there is also a free pour kind but I wont get all coffee freak on you all with my useless knowledge on the subject lol. Now if she came in and you happened to have a pitcher of milk that had been sitting for a few minutes after being steamed then you were golden and could produce this woman’s drink in 2 minutes. If not, well then god help your soul. I was the unfortunate barista working the bar one day when she came in. I immediately panicked because I knew I did not have the right type of steamed milk ready. She ordered and had to wait an entire 5-7 minutes for her drink. It was unavoidable given what she wanted. I did my best in the littlest amount of time and she opened the lid right in front of me and proceeded to tell me I was a worthless human being and I probably wouldn’t amount to much considering I couldnt even make her coffee properly. I stood there and actually had tears in my eyes. She asked to speak to my manager and luckily my manager knew who she was and had witnessed what the woman said to me. Keep in mind I was 17 at the time and was actually damn good at my job. my manager proceeded to tell her that it was unnecessary to be so cruel and tried her best to explain why a drink such as hers could not be made in a moments notice. it was a horrible day lol.

after that whenever I worked the bar, I lived in fear of her coming in. I would keep a pitcher of milk steamed and ready with completely dry foam just in case she came in. it was that bad. finally she came in again on one of my shifts. she actually rolled her eyes at me when she saw that i would be the one making her drink. Of course though, this time, I was ready with that damn foam. I made it perfectly and she gave me a 30 dollar tip for the one drink. she also requested me to make her drink when she came in the next few times. I don’t know why I cared so much about her and her stupid drink but it was a huge victory for me.

Post # 14
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Bee Keeper
  • Wedding: September 2017

@linguo42:  that was a horrible story …..but really all that stands out is *twatwaffle* lmao!!!! that is the best word ever.

Post # 15
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Buzzing bee
  • Wedding: September 2012

I worked in a very professional environment as a high-level director and my boss asked myself and the company secretary to accomany him to a “swingers party” for “research” into a population we would llike to target with our marketing. Uh, what?!

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