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.
My second day
I worked at a fast food restaurant when I was 16 years old, for two days. A good friend of mine had gotten hired around the same time as me. She and I were given a late night shift together, she was on counter, I was on drive-thru. The drive thru was slow, so I was chatting with my friend at the counter when an obese woman came in. She smelled like cigarettes, vomit, and hard liquor. She had on daisy duke short-shorts and a plaid half shirt tied up over her massive stomach and right under her boobs that were DEFINITELY not in a bra. She had bleach blonde hair with the roots grown out a good 5 inches. My friend asked for her order and all the tubby woman said was "I want fries!" My friend asked her what size fries. The woman shouted "I want lots of fries!". So, my friends rang up an order of large fries, gave the woman her total and said the fries would be ready soon. Apparently, this lady could not wait, a fact made obvious to me when she punched my friend in the face and proceeded to climb over the counter like a swollen gorilla and waddle over to the fryer where one of my co-workers was emptying a basket of fresh fries. The woman then proceeded to shovel hand fulls of hot fries into her face hole. I was horrified! I rushed to my friend who had fallen on the floor, her face bleeding where the insane woman's wedding ring (yup, she had a WEDDING RING, someone married her sloppy ass) had scraped her cheek. I went to go call my mom and tell her to take my friend and I to the ER because my friend's mother was in the night shift at the hospital, she's a nurse. My manager had heard the commotion as was on the phone with the police when my mom pulled up. We got to the ER, my friend got stitches and a tetanus shot. We were later told that the woman had left the restaurant and crashed her car into the video store across the street. The police took care of the rest, but my friend and I had to testify in court, it was not pleasant. The next day my friend and I went to work to tell our manager that we quit. He said that he understood and that if we ever change our minds, we're welcome to work there in the future. I have never worked fast food again.
Tess B. |
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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