You've seen that video, where two guys go through a drive thru and throw pop on the employee? That's right, that happened to me. I was 15, in my first month of work at the local Dairy Queen, and I was bombarded with Pepsi. Guess it could have been worse, had they thrown a milkshake, but still, I was sticky for the rest of my shift. And I had to clean up the mess.
People get really mad about chicken nuggets.
I work at the local McDonalds. There's alot of weird people that come in and I'm pretty used to it. But one day I'm working in the drivethrough where i hand the food out the window. And usually if some of the food isn't already made, we "hold" the order and have the car pull foreward so we can get some of the other orders out. Well one day this guy comes through and I tell him we're still cooking some of his food and ask him to pull foreward. In a nice, respectful voice he tells me "no, i'll wait." at first I'm a little confused then say, "yeah, i mean can you pull up and we'll bring it out to you?" He proceeds to explain that every time he has to wait, the orders messed up so he'll just wait right here. I call my manager over and he tries talking to the guy, gettting the same response. So he rolls his eyes at me and starts telling some employees to run food around the outside of the building to the cars waiting behind him. After a while, the guy starts banging to the window. when i open it, he starts yelling at me that he wants a refund. When i ask him why he says one of our employees cussed at him and told him to move up. i asked who it was and he just starts yelling louder that we wont be getting any of his business anymore and that we're all a bunch of mother f*ckers! Well i was only too happy to give him his refund. when i returned with the money, he had still been shouting the whole time. He had been yelling at the closed window. anyways i give him the money and tell him to have a wonderful day. he stops mid sentence and looks around for something to say then finally says, "faggot!" and speeds off screaming obsenities at everyone who happened to be nearby. when i asked about who cussed him out, one of my co-workers said it was a customer who was angry at waiting for this dipshit to move.
Jedidiah L |
I happen to be chronically ill, since i was about 17. Last time i visited my specialist, and i complained about being SO tired all the time and that it depressed me, he told me, i should view my disease and myself differently. He said: "Having Crohns disease, is like being an athlete, it's top sport for the body to deal with it, it's natural for you to be so tired,...it's the... Read More » constant inflamation".... (don't google for pics, it's horrible) I've been thinking about my specialists recommended view. It's indeed as exhausting as top sport, but without the benefits. It's working really really hard, and the only result is .... still being ill. I can't get better. Now don't get me wrong, i'm not really talking about self-pity, but i am saying: being ill, truly is working very hard 24/7, without ANY pay, vacation or pauze, benefits or nice colleagues. Nasty side effects come for free with the medication, puking, nausea, cramps, pain... and those meds even cost ya lots of money. No self esteem either from a job well-done. My work sucks.
Several years ago I worked with a overnight delivery company. It wasn't unusual to run into all sorts of dogs when you made a delivery (including nasty ones.) One day, I walked up to a lady's house where the front door was open. As soon as I rang the bell, I heard the jingle of dog tags & realized I was too far away from the vehicle to get back there in time, so I braced myself.... Read More » of the door run 4 GREAT DANES, who start to circle me & are growling. The lady comes out, signs for the package, & walks back in the house, leaving her pack circling me, snapping at me & growling. I yell out "Ma'am, would you please come get your dogs", to which she replies "Oh, they won't hurt you." It was about this time they got more aggressive & nipped at my legs. Finally after yelling at her that her dogs were starting to bite me, she comes out, tells to dogs to go inside, looks at me & says "Oh you poor frightened boy...you're just not a dog person are you?" Needless to say, anytime someones front door was open after that, I just honked the horn.
Dieter Wolfjager |
I work at Wal-Mart as a Wireless Sales Associate (basically electronics), and we have this one reoccurring older African-American customer who comes in with the assumption that we are some type of IT or Geek Squad. Well anyways, he comes in about a week ago, and brings his laptop. The laptop that he has is a Compact with Windows XP (a bit outdated I must say). Anyways, he pulls... Read More » it out, and opens up some program that is similar to PowerPoint (I guess, the XP version?) and tells me that some guy is stealing his credit and plagiarizing the trademark "Civil Rights", which baffled my mind. He wanted me to save a copy of his document, that he opened up on his mind you, so he can sue him for copyright infringement. I just looked at him confused, and literally had to listen to him rant for half an hour (before dumping him onto another associate for another hour) about how he stole his thunder and how computers are confusing. The next day, he calls the store, and begins asking me as to why his keys aren't working, I just let out a sigh and told him to call Compact (basically dumping him onto them). Moral of the story, please learn how to use a computer and don't bring it to a retail store and expect them to fix it.
Gerry Torres |
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