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crazypossumman · 6 months
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Today at my job I complemented a kindergartener’s FNaF hoodie he was wearing. His reply was, “Yeah. It’s Freddy Fazzbear’s Pizzeria. I bet you’ve never heard of it.” I have never felt so old in my entire life, and I was nowhere near prepared to tell him that FNaF was first released when I was a sixth grader.
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10 y/o kid barfed in out VR booth and my co-worker is a sympathy vomiter, so immediately I’m like “welp, good thing I don’t have a phobia of vomit anymore-“ preparing myself to have the dad take the boy and me deal with the mess
But the boys 6 y/o little sister had started sobbing and covering her ears. She was exactly how I was at that age and my brain was like “my co-worker knows to keep her distance, and the dad can deal with his kid, I can clean up the barf later but this girls having a panic attack”
So I go up to her and go “wanna go outside baby?” And she WEEPS and holds out her arms so I’m like “welp I’m picking her up” so I scoop her up and step out of the building and she just hugs me and I talk to her gently helping her calm down and I assure her it’s okay, I was the SAME WAY when I was a kid.
She calmed down and I just talked to her, showed her dog pics, talked about snow, she goes to the same elementary school I went to so I asked her about that. And waited for the dad to come get us.
Dad came out, kid was given water, little girl gave me a BIGGGG hug, and they went home.
I can’t wait to be a mama
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xx-thedarklord-xx · 2 years
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Love advice needed!!
Shsk okay. So I’ve got this coworker who I’ve known for about 2 years. Super nice guy, weird as fuck but I like that about him.
He likes his personal space and backs away whenever anyone comes near. He’s got an invisible bubble that he doesn’t want invaded. I respect that and try not to get close. Some coworkers think it’s funny to bug him and get in his bubble. I always make sure to chase them off because that’s rude.
He participates in conversations but never starts them. Doesn’t offer personal info so despite working with him for so long I actually don’t know anything about him now that I think about it 🤔
But I’ve never even had a single romantic thought about him. He was just a coworker that I could rely on and vice versa.
Until now.
The other day he showed up to work hungover and he randomly told me that I should marry him.
When I tell you my whole world view shifted Shsksk
Now he was hungover so I don’t know how much of it was a joke let alone if there’s any kind of interest but where I didn’t think of him that way previously, now I totally am.
He tells me stuff like, “you’re the best” or “you’re my favorite” but it’s usually only when he’s hungover.
And!! He. Let. Me. In. His. Bubble.
Some of the mechanics think he’s interested but I’m not sold 🤔
Hungover thoughts are better than drunk thoughts but is it any different from sober thoughts??
I’m so confused.
The techs think I should ask him out but I don’t know. I don’t think he’s interested and I do not have the guts to ask Shsk
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I work in a fast food service, my shift consists of me in the dining room all the time. I was making polite conversation with an older couple that wasn't from the area they were asking about where things were. It was slow, I didn't have much to do at that hour. The conversation eventually turns to them bringing up that their niece works in Hollywood as an Actress. I responded with, "That sounds so exciting." And the man brings up who she's married to...
She's married to Ewan McGregor...
The niece is Mary Elizabeth Winstead.
I go, "Oh your niece is Mary Elizabeth Winstead." They were surprised I knew her name right off the bat. I was like I'm a huge Star Wars fan, I grew up on that, I admire both of their work. They were super nice to speak with and the woman was like, "We'll have to let her know we met such a nice fan."
Needless to say my day was made at work today, it really is a small world. 🤣
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felixcloud6288 · 10 months
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Another anecdote from the food service job.
At one point, management decided to make a gluten-free station, and like pretty much everything else marketing itself as gluten-free, they did it because they thought it was a dietary fad and not an actual consideration for people with deadly gluten allergies.
To start, my station was within arm's reach of it. And if you remember my previous post working there, that's a bad thing in general. Originally, they were making some general effort at it. They sold gluten-free breads and cookies there for example, but over time things got rolled back because things didn't sell much and it eventually became a dumping ground to put whatever couldn't go anywhere else.
Now I was a generally agreeable worker. Pizzas didn't need my complete attention so I was often called to cover someone else when they went on break or refill certain things when they ran out. If the boss said to do something I would say "On it, boss." And that made my refusal to restock the gluten-free station very jarring to them. And my reason was because I was caked in so much flour that standing near that station was guaranteed to contaminate everything.
The epitome of how much no one actually cared about gluten-free was when the chefs had made pasta but didn't have anywhere to serve it. One cook said "Fuck it, put it at gluten-free" and I had to get into a fight with them over that.
I am amazed there was never a story of someone with a gluten allergy actually getting sick from that station.
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spookcataloger · 8 months
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Night shift security guard, fuck this job (2017)
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animentality · 9 months
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Funny work story time
I write handbooks and revise policy guidance for the federal government, and my boss spent all of yesterday morning screaming at me. Why, you might ask?
Because I noticed that one of the policy handbooks she wrote was written completely out of order. She had two redundant sections at either end of this document, and when I researched OUR OWN GUIDANCE, it literally said, do NOT do this out of order.
So I rearranged it, and she reviewed it.
She then proceed to complain that I "moved things around" and that's not how you're supposed to organize documents, according to our other guidance.
But here's the fucking thing.
I literally showed her the same guidance she was talking about...which I FOLLOWED TO A T, AND SHE HAD COMPLETELY IGNORED.
So she spent yesterday morning screaming this isn't what I asked for, and why can't you just do what you're told, and why are you being difficult...
and I'm like...what you're asking for is literally just wrong. By your own guidance's rules.
And plus, I literally have guidance samples from every other US agency of equivalent size.
Not a single fucking one of them follows her bullshit structure. why would they? it makes no fucking sense to have two sections that say the same shit, on either side of the document.
So a third person joined our screaming match of a call, and she deflated the situation.
But in private, she takes me aside, and she's like... Bella is a very special individual. She's a control freak. She's like a toddler. If you change her routine or try to do things slightly out of order, she just breaks apart. She's fragile. So just let her cool down, and then she might take your suggestions.
She sees the world in black and white, and writing is often gray, occupying a space between right and wrong, because there's no "right" way to write.
But I'm like...shaking my head at the idea of a GROWN ADULT asking another grown adult to do something for her, and then breaking down when he does it.
Like are you joking?
I'm literally working under a fucking child.
How the fuck is she the manager when she can't manage her shit?
Newsflash, not everything goes according to your fucking "order."
Anyway.
The guidance is still wrong.
It's objectively wrong too. It's literally black and white here. She is WRONG.
This is not a matter of "subjective" opinion. I had evidence, and I am right.
But I'm working with a tantrum throwing kid in a grocery store, so, I'll just say, ah yes, little Billy, you ARE right, you should be able to pay the cashier in yen.
I'll just go do that.
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mischiefmanifold · 3 months
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funny thing that happened at work:
I was working the back booth (taking orders and cashing people out) and this lady pulls up to my window in a big white van. I ask her if she had the first mobile order on my screen and she says yes, so I print out the receipt for the mobile order and try to give it to her.
Lady: Um, this is not my order
Me: Oh, you didn't have the (significant food item) order?
Lady: No. I placed an order for inside the restaurant and wanted you guys to give it to me through the drive through.
I called my manager over and asked him if that was something we could do, and he said no.
Me: I'm sorry, but you will have to go inside the restaurant to pick up your mobile order.
Lady: Uhm, the person on the headset told me it would be fine [it was not me]
Me: I just asked my manager, and he said that you would have to come into the restaurant to pick up your order.
Lady: Fine, I'll go to the other (restaurant) then.
Me: Okay??
She never canceled her order, so three bags of food and a drink carrier full of drinks was left on the pickup counter of the restaurant until after I clocked out at 10 that night.
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moganamog · 8 months
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So I work in a packaging facility and, like any warehouse, we have an intercom. Unfortunately it is cursed. It plays the most absurd things or weird shit happens when it turns on. I've decided to just make a compilation of the weird shit in this post.
[Intercom starts up 3 times through the day for someone to scream in agony]
"Could maintenence come t-[actual angry cat sounds]
"Attention, line-AAAAAA-machine needs maintenance"
[Loud static]-hic-[30 seconds of silence] [intercom line closes]
[3 minutes of generic on call music]
"Maintenance to line two, maintenance to line two, please and thank you-AAARGH!"
[Indistinct groaning and murmuring] [Church music]
[Heavy static] [The music from "Go Through Road"]
"Maintenance to line three, maintenance to li"-[Slowly gets overtaken by loud groaning]
"Maintenance to line five, thank you." [In background:] OhWooooOOOah! [Heavy static]
[Intercom clicks on] [Loud crash] "Maintenance to line two, thank you."
[Phone ringing] [Distorted music]
"Line four trailer ready to go, line 4 trailer ready to go." [Meows loudly into mic]
[Garbled nonsense that sounds like it could be actual words but aren't]-"thank you."
"Attention, line-AAAAAAA-machine maintenance."
[Silent Hill music]
There's been plenty more but I've worked here long enough and it happens often enough I've just gotten use to it and just tune it out sometimes.
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parketmansion · 5 months
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I wish I could be the kind, courageous, and generous employee the customers think I am. Like sir, I'm not giving you free water out of the goodness of my heart. It's because the water. . .is free.
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metaphor-for-the-dead · 5 months
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Today, I broke a wine glass as I put it on my bar to serve, and the stem stabbed clean through my finger. Blood instantly everywhere.
New peircing, I guess?
(Don't you look at my cages in the background. That's wine jail. They know why they're behind bars. THEY KNOW WHAT THEY DID)
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xx-thedarklord-xx · 1 year
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Today one of my trainees that I’ve been training for nearly two months is working his first shift alone and I’m so nervous for him. I feel like a parent sending a kid off to preschool for the first time. This was me before I left,
“Do you have everything you need?”
“Enough snacks?”
“If you need me call me, okay?”
“If anyone gives you trouble you tell me and I’ll get after them.”
“I know this is a change. You aren’t used to it but it’ll get easier.”
He looked at me kinda deadpan as he said, “Will you leave already?”
Damn. It’s like you raise a grown ass man, teach him everything you know and they just want you to leave. I’m not the cool coworker anymore, he just wants to go it alone
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felixcloud6288 · 10 months
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I once worked as a janitor at a Bass Pro Shop. It was backbreaking work and the pay wasn't worth it, but it helped pay for college.
One time while making the rounds, I found a lost crying toddler. "Hey kid. Are you lost? Come on, I'll take you to the help desk. They'll help you find your parents." I take the kid there let the staff know the situation. They take charge of things and I go back to my rounds.
Around 5 minutes later, I spot an elderly couple looking around panicking and I realize they're the kids grandparents. "Come with me. Your grandkid's at the help desk." I take them there. One staff member is showing videos on her phone while another is trying to determine how to start looking for his guardians. "I found his grandparents." Happy reunion. They thank me and I continue my rounds.
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spookcataloger · 5 months
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Secret Break Room (2015)
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andrewisdoing · 9 months
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I forgot to post this yesterday!
A customer bought me a copy of his favorite book “The Grapes Of Wrath” by John Steinbeck after we talked shop about books and the lack of folks reading them.
I told him about a prior exchange I had with some a couple of college students and when they asked me what I was reading, they were left suprisingly shocked when I told them I was reading books on Gay Liberation, BLM and Gays in the Holocaust. I understand though that those are some heavy themes but I assumed that they wouldn’t be too shocked considering they were college students. I didn’t think sharing what I was reading would be considered an over share but…I guess I was wrong.
So, I had shared this story with this customer and we laughed about it. He said that he used to ask potential employees what books they were reading but they all replied with these empty answers, which in turn, made him stop asking all together. Afterward, he shared his favorite book with me (Grapes Of Wrath) and I told him I never had read it and this gentleman turned right around and bought me a copy. Needless to say, I was so incredibly grateful.
Books, to me, are a love language and what this customer did for me will something I hold in my memory forever.
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