We're Employed, and We're dying inside.

My co-worker is always trollin me so I crashed his computer using my own computer (net send command) the look on his face was epic, And I got away clean. But now he's trollin even harder . . .

Best Buy also has a bit of a policy when it comes to fighting. Under any circumstances, a person is not to follow somebody out to the parking lot. The reason being is in case they pull out a gun.

You're not supposed to hit anyone either, however if they hit you you're allowed to restrain them, which is why yesterday that guy got tackled by a bunch of employees. He shoved LP and LP went to restrain him and then got elbowed in the eye/nose. Then other employees jumped in to restrain and so forth.

Hitting a customer is absolutely unacceptable, you're only allowed to restrain, and if you hurt the customer they can sue.

parents pay me 120$ an hour to teach their kids how to ski correctly.

At first I was like






Then I was like

Good work Gibb. It is bad that the people who have the authority and responsibility fire the worker(s) that are not responsible for the mistakes.

Keep making those execs suffer.

Okay before I go through the trouble of typing up the whole post only to realize that I might have made a thread about it already. Does anyone remember me telling my all time worst customer service story ever. The infamous "dog ass" one?

Neo-nazi came in to work today with the SS lightning bolts on his neck, he was very polite.

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My opinion: The working place is like a hell-hole

Haven't got a job yet, maybe I'll find one that's compatible

Real job helps, otherwise I would be out rolling drunks for spare change to support my hentai and internet addictions.

Other than low pay, minimum wage jobs aren't always that bad. warehouse is good, usualy not too hot in the summer, or too cold in the winter. assembly, though repetitive, once you get the rythem, you can let your mind wander. labor, get to work outside. fresh air and exercise. the best shape i was ever in was while being a laborer. temp service, if you like it sometimes they hire you permanent. if it sucks, it's only temporary.

Yesterday I had a meeting at the CEO's villa, today one including a legate from the Ministry of Health, who had come in today, stirred up by the first wave of axings after that House-of-Saud incident. This second meeting was basically the bureaucrat and his attaché exorcising the CEO.
Long story short: I'm still employed, and I'll be gradually moving back to my original schedule starting tomorrow.
Caveat: No free weekends, day off on Friday, meaning exactly the day where the Mrs. is bound to make house calls. Grrrr. So, mixed feelings all around.



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I'm over a thousand kilometres away from Bosnia. We just have a humanitarian aid project going there.



Less a question of badass than it being the only viable perspective ;o



No. Nobody does, except for his wife, the Chief Comptroller, because she is basically a female clone of him. He's an obsessive-compulsive, anally retentive and generally unlikeable person.
The reason I get along with him nonetheless:
This isn't a disney movie. I'm not being paid to cultivate personal animosities. I got to work with this guy, so I do, and in consequence I've always made it a point to be perfectly civil and respectful towards him - it's called professionalism. And he has repaid me with like respect and politeness at every opportunity. It's that simple.



Good luck to them. The girl they'd laid off before was the only person capable of replacing me within any sensible time frame.
It's not just the Toshiba cert I got (doesn't exactly grow on trees either), but that I've basically been running the whole CT-MRT section here and thus have intricate knowledge of the processes and so on, which no newcomer would have or could hope to acquire halfway rapidly. That would mean, all of central imaging would be dead for a month plus, which is total Hiroshima for a hospital this size. But to be fair, I'd reached a point where I don't care any longer either way.

Figured as much. It would have been cool if you did like him though - like, maybe he visits this site or something and you're the only one that knows it, rofl. Classy professionalism includes civility and respect. There's tons of douchebags who're professional, too.

Surprising eh? I've had folk like that roll in to where I used to work, and really, 90% of them are very nice, even fun to talk to. Probably because I'm a white (Look white anyway. More Native American than anything) male. But hey, I'm fine by that, no need for a scene.

Now, you all complain, but at least you have a damn job. I'm trying to find another, and I won't stop my lavish spending in the meantime. Cause I'm a dumbass.

Seriously gibb. What a badass. I would think it was your assigned job to get people fired instead of getting shit done.

I work at Hannaford... Its a supermarket for those who dont know. I work at the front end as a cashier and I have to say I WANT TOO KILL ALL OF THE PEOPLE WHO COME THROUGH MY LINE!!! They always have something to say and always complain and when they dont the next person just does more so then the last!!! Paper in plastic is NOT A VIABLE OPTION!!!!!! If the plastic was going to tear the paper wont help it!!!! AND why does everyone need money back in such weird increments. ILL GIVE YOU THE MONEY AND THEN THE NEXT TIME YOU USE IT YOU WILL GET MORE CHANGE!!! I WILL NOT GIVE YOU 2, 10's a 5 and 5, 1's !!!!!! DEAL WITH IT!!! This might be my job but working for a 150 year old lady with two teeth and who makes you regret taking the day off cause your SICK!! or have a MIDTERM!!! is not who i want to work for!!!!

Sounds like a lot of rage there, K1llerL0mbaX. You should take your skills to a more laidback customer service job.

also. Seeing your text makes me wonder why my text is dark blue instead of orange.

I work in a Chinese restaurant and let me tell you, after working here for more than 3 years on and off, I have lost complete hope in humanity. In fact, I actually wish there was a mass genocide of these assholes that either live here or come passing through these parts. We always get customers that complain about something. There's always something to complain about, whether it's the pricing, the portions, how it's prepared, or some other inane bullshit. On top of all that, we're perpetually understaffed and I am equal to roughly 3-4 people at any given time of the day. I am a cashier, bartender, host, delivery guy, and even manager if need be. The real managers are not fit to be managers since they get easily frustrated and have a bad habit of placing the blame on the employees whenever something completely out of our control happens.

Basically, this place fucking sucks, the customers are cheap, rude douche remains, and a lot of our employees are slackers and/or incompetent. The only people that can do their job well is me and my sister. We multitask like you wouldn't believe. Doing what we have to do would make an average worker want to quit on the spot. We have to work at roughly 200% efficiency and it's still not enough to handle hoards of customers whenever a concert or sports event is happening across the street.

Yes, we're located across an arena. MOST PEOPLE think that's a great way to make money. IT'S NOT. Generally speaking, when you get a concert or game, you get random people and a lot of them are fucking douches. Just recently we had an Eric Clapton concert and the majority of them were impatient fucks. As soon as they got their food, they wanted their check because they were running late. They could have came earlier but no, an hour before the concert begins is ample time for them to eat at a fully packed restaurant where there's only 2 cooks and 1 deep fryer. Oh yeah, did I mention that a few of them even lied about what they had when they went up to the front to demand their check? They lied about what they ate and what they drank. We ended up losing money from stolen alcohol. Being busy is a good thing for business? Complete utter bullshit.

And just yesterday we had someone call for a delivery and the delivery guy was being an idiot and didn't realize that a fucking kid gave him $65 in counterfeit $5 bills on the side of a road until it was too late. My manager yells at me saying why did I accept the delivery when the caller ID said "Private Number". A good portion of our regular delivery customers hide their goddamn phone number.

And this job makes me racist. Well, not so much that, but I really do hate immigrants a whole lot more. They try to pull their bullshit logic in order to get free food. Whether it's lying about a button being in their food, or complaining that we didn't inform them about our coupons so he's somehow entitled to something free even though he already got something for free anyway, it makes me want to punch their nose into their brain. I can't count how many times these assholes called in to complain about their food being cold or being short X number of shrimp when in actuality, it's all done correctly and kept hot. I've actually seen a man teach his son in front of me how to "legally" steal food. After eating 80% of the food, he proceeds to complain about the food and requests that we compensate since he's "afraid" to eat any more. Yeah we get a lot of these sub-humans eating 80% of the food then complaining how they didn't like it and want it taken off their bill.

So since we have all of these problems, our manager wants us to be perfect and prevent any of these things from happening, which is impossible. Like I said, my sister and I are already the fastest workers and know the processes like the back of our hands. Apparently, we're not perfect enough to prevent bullshit from happening. To be honest, I think it's the mere fact that we're a Chinese restaurant, as opposed to an American steak house or Japanese restaurant that we get all kinds of hell from the shit-stains of humanity.

Oh, man. I really feel for you. That sounds like total shit. It's even worse that you're right across an arena. Why the fuck does your restaurant do delivery when they have a huge customer base across the street?

Meh, I can't leave. This is more or less a family-run business. I couldn't get fired even if I wanted to. The moment we leave, I think the entire restaurant will fall down. And it's not just for inside the restaurant. We also do a lot outside the restaurant FOR the restaurant such as printing menus, finding cheaper prices for supplies, figuring out ways to increase productivity and decrease cost, etc. The kinds of things the managers and owners should be doing, not us. I appreciate the advice, but I'm overqualified for a food service job. I should be looking for a software developing job but I got laid off almost 2 years ago from a company and been stuck with this restaurant ever since. In fact, while I was working at the company I also worked at the restaurant on the weekends. Lovely, no?