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My boss (the CEO) just asked me to "fix" an excel spreadsheet, because there were too many ###'s in it.
I had a job at a pizza shop and it was a miserable experience, but I told myself I wouldn't quit until I had a new job lined up. However, one slow evening while doing inventory in the freezer, my manager decided it would be oh so funny to lock me inside and turn out the lights. I spent five minutes in complete darkness and in below freezing temperatures. I quit the next day.
I work as a loss prevention investigator at a retail store (stop shop lifter's). One day my boss and I attempted to stop a woman for stealing $140 worth of merchandise ranging from clothes to candles (all of which she fit in her purse somehow). Anyways, as we tried to stop her but she refused to stop. She just kept walking and walked into the grocery store next door. I went to inform the other stores LP of the situation and my boss continued to follow the woman to the bathroom, where the woman locked herself. Meanwhile the police were contacted and I waited outside to explain the situation to the officers. Once the officers arrived we walked back to the bathroooms to meet up with my boss. Turns out the woman had shit her pants while attempting to flee us. The woman panicked when she realized that there were two cops waiting outside the bathroom and tried to flush the merchandise she had stolen. The worst part was she didn't flush the mess first. All of the merchandise was pulled out of the toilet and put into a plastic garbage can which i got to take back to our store and sort through the shit and toilet paper covered merchandise. It wasn't all bad though, after the cops finished questioning her they paraded her down the sidewalk next to a crowded parking lot in handcuffs with a shit stain on her pants back to my office so I could do my report and questioning.
I have worked at Subway for 2 years now and I have had some pretty crappy things happen. One night, I was closing and was the only worker. I was finishing up with one customer when these 2 guys came in. They started whispering and pointing at the food and laughing. I just thought they were the typical "drunk-on-a-Friday-night-coming-in-to-cause-trouble" guys. Anyway, I went over and asked them the typical question and the dreaded joke came out after asking them "Would you like a footlong or a 6 inch?" "Well
can you handle a footlong?" To which I replied "Oh you know I can handle a footlong. But unfortunately you can't even give me a 4 inch." All his friends died laughing, and for once I felt like I had an awesome day at work.
For the past 3 months I had a part time job as a computer technician for an internet cafe. Before I got there they had their computers running with no virus protection and allowed the users to make all the changes to the hard drive they wanted. I configured their computers to automatically revert to a good disc image every night which meant that any users changes during the day were reverted. They got rid of me 2 weeks ago because "the computers aren't breaking anymore and all I do there is surf the internet and don't work." Before I left I just shut off the imaging service I started. About a week later they called me back up and said their computers were breaking again. I guess I did more repairing computers than they realized while I was "just playing on the internet."
I work at a retail chain and as I'm working one night a customer comes up to me informing me of a spill on one of the aisles. I was stationed anywhere near there, but since I was told it was more or less my obligation to clean it up. I get over there to find that someone had pooped in the middle of the aisle. As disgusted as I was I cleaned it and put tons of air freshener over it. As soon as I finish some kid knocks over a candle which shatters on the floor and so I had to clean that. Then I get called up to the cash register since there were too many customers waiting, which usually takes maybe 15 minutes, and ended up there the rest of the night. To top it all off my manager yelled at me at the end of the night for not doing the job I was assigned to.