A Stroke Of Genius Management
A coworker told me this story. He was all alone, working at a detached post office. Essentially, he sold stamps, took in mail, and maintained the post office boxes. All of the management and supervisors worked at a larger post office a ten- or fifteen-minute drive away.
One day at work, he had a stroke. (Fortunately, it was a very mild one.) He called 911 (the emergency number in the United States). Then, he called over to the other office to tell them what had happened and that he would be leaving. The supervisor who took his call told him:
Supervisor: “Don’t get in the ambulance yet. I need you to stay there until I can get there.”
As you might imagine, he said no, and three minutes later when the ambulance got there, he locked the doors on his way out.
Management actually tried to write him up for “abandoning his workstation”. Fortunately, we have a very strong union, so that went nowhere. The manager in question was promoted a few weeks later.