I work at a popular italian restaurant as a food/kitchen runner. Sucks. A woman ordered a salad. She sent the salad back complaining that the vegetables in the salad were too "crispy and fresh." She asked for us to put it in the microwave with butter. People are simply ridiculous.
Work Doesn't Suck?
One summer, I worked almost every night playing music in bars/restaurants. The owners would ply me with free food and alcohol (in addition to my not unreasonable hourly), and my paychecks went unspent as i lived off of cash tips. During self-scheduled breaks, i would wander outside to get high and hit on bachelorette parties. Sometimes, as i downed bourbon and rolled joints on the back patio, i'd think to myself "I'm actively making money right now."
As a bartender, I usually have to deal with people who are douchebags when they are drunk. Some are fine, and if they get too aggressive or stupid, I can cut them off or make them drink water. However, I can't really do anything unless they ask for another drink. One night not too long ago, a girl was in the bar I worked at and was mucking around with her friends. She was... Read More »
I work as a bagger at the grocery store on a navy base during the breaks when I'm home from school. We don't get a salary, just tips. This can be both good and bad at times, usually bad considering we have only one small sign to let people know this (we used to have more but one person complained they felt pressured to tip...well you should when we cram 2 carts worth of... Read More »
I work at a drug store, and one day we had a guy who was at least 65 come in, furious he could not find non-lubricated condoms. His reasoning for needing them was because he if he used lubricated ones, the lube got in his eyes and it burnt like hell. I try not to think of what exactly he was doing with them.
I work as an intern doing HTML coding, and I get paid eight dollars an hour. Recently, I've been working with a head coder from a major online company, and when I sent him my coding he ruined it, forcing me to fix it all and do his job for him because he didn't know how it got messed up. He gets paid five times what I do.
One day I was one break from my job at the pool store, so I was sitting in my car in the parking lot to check my phone and get away for a little. While I'm sitting there, an couple comes out of the store and starts loading their pool supplies in their car. As the morbidly fat wife opens the side door to put things in she hits my car with her door. I just stare out the window... Read More »


