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Everyone Wants To Be Liked, But Not Like This

, , , , , | Working | June 11, 2022

My dad works at a University. He hired someone to work in one of the labs. He said it really was an issue because she was a very attractive young woman and every guy in the place kept coming by to talk to her, hindering her from getting any work done.

This was in the 1970s, and it was incredibly difficult to get anyone to take anything like that seriously back then. People would just ask why she had the job then, because of course, women would only be working in order to find a husband anyway.

I think my dad ended up finding her a different place to work that had restricted access, but the fact that she literally had to change her working location just so she could get her work done without being bothered all the time… it’s ridiculous.

No Patience For That Kind Of Garbage

, , , , | Working | June 9, 2022

I work in a behavioral health facility. New hires go through about a week or two of training with all sorts of different classes, the most rigorous of which is a three-day course that teaches us when and how to physically hold a client that is becoming aggressive to the point of being a threat of harm to themselves or others.

Working in a facility like this requires a LOT of patience and understanding because you deal with people with all sorts of different backgrounds and traumas, and compassion is one of the key unstated requirements, even when you have to physically hold back a client trying to gnaw your face off.

We had a new hire several years back that seemed fine for the start. She would always wear a hoodie to her training classes, which was fine. There’s nothing suspicious about that.

She got to the three-day training about the holds. This training requires us to be physically active and go through the different holds we are allowed to use. She finally took off her hoodie… to reveal a large swastika tattoo on the back of her neck.

That quickly got her into a meeting with Human Resources, where it was learned that she was a White Supremacist. She was promptly let go after that.

She Doesn’t Speak A**hole

, , , , , | Right | June 8, 2022

It is a well-known fact that in Germany, English is taught as a second language in schools, and your average person will know some amount of English to hold a reasonable conversation. In fact, it’s quite near expected for people (especially in larger cities) to speak more than one language. However, there are many immigrants from other countries who can speak their mother language and German as a second language but do not speak any amount of English at all.

This incident occurs in a fast food restaurant where I am working. A military member from a nearby Army post comes in and begins speaking to the cashier, who is from Serbia and does not speak a drop of English.

Me: *Walking up* “She doesn’t speak English. I can help you—”

Customer: “Was I talking to you? She’s a big girl; she doesn’t need a translating babysitter! Let her handle it on her own!”

I put my hands up in an “I warned you”/”Not my problem” expression and walk back to my register.

He begins giving his order with the poor cashier staring quizzically back at him and entering products she only understands by the brand name. She finalizes the order, and as my coworkers are putting it together, I already know where this one is going.

No surprise, five minutes after receiving his food, he’s back at the register again.

Customer: “Excuse me. I asked for [item]. This is a [slightly different item], and my wife can’t eat this because of allergies. You also put ketchup on this one after I told you no ketchup… Hello, are you listening to me?”

Cashier: *Blank stare*

Me: “She… doesn’t… speak… English.”

The customer glares at the cashier and then walks over to me while grumbling insults under his breath.

Customer: “Maybe you oughta hire people who can, as opposed to people who are just too lazy and unmotivated to make the effort to learn. There are people like tourists who come to this country, you know, and top-notch service is mandatory.”

Me: “And there are people from less advantaged countries who come to this country for a better life. If she can learn the official local language and contribute as a working taxpayer, then I think it’s good enough. What’s wrong with your order?”

The man explained what he wanted in an icy cold manner, and I went ahead and corrected his order. It was just a shame I wasn’t a manager because I would have booted him out without a refund and banned him!

Reason Falls On Deaf Ears, Part 2

, , , , , , | Right | June 5, 2022

I work at a take-and-bake pizza place. We make a raw pizza and you take it home and cook it in your own oven. It’s super convenient, and we have many customers place orders online in the morning and pick them up on their way home from work. One even drives twenty minutes the WRONG WAY to get his pizza every week. We love our regulars.

One of them is a young man, probably only a few years older than me, who’s the sweetest, most polite guy you could ever meet. He gets the same thing every time. He’s deaf, so usually, he had to communicate by writing until I started working here.

I’ve had many Deaf friends over my life, so I’m semi-fluent in ASL (American Sign Language) and even have a name sign. I’ve made our regular’s life much easier.

One night, [Regular] comes in later than usual to order — he always walks in since he lives only about a ten-minute walk around the corner — and I greet him the usual way, saying, “Welcome to [Pizza Place],” in ASL. He responds, and we have the following conversation in ASL.

Regular: “How are you? How’s [Boss]?”

Me: “I’m good. She’s also doing well. She’s in her office right now. Want me to go get her?”

Regular: “No, thanks. My usual, please.”

Me: “We’re out of beef. Would you like bacon or ground sausage, instead?”

Regular: “Yes, bacon, please.”

I put his order in. Then, a customer I’ve never seen before walks in. I greet him verbally and then go back to my regular as my coworker helps the walk-in. We chat a bit more as we complete the order, and then I call up the next customer. Everything from here is spoken.

Me: “What can I get you today?”

Customer: “All meat. And a manager.”

I was confused, but I put his order in and then went to grab my boss. I didn’t stick around for all of this, but I was told later that he complained that our Deaf regular and I were “flashing gang signs”.

Reason Falls On Deaf Ears

Someone’s Causing A Big Stink And It’s Not The Worker

, , , , , | Right | June 3, 2022

It’s a slow day and the lobby looks empty. One of my coworkers has just eaten her lunch on break, and it isn’t sitting well with her stomach. She’s feeling bloaty and achy. She and I are cleaning up the windows by the box office when she suddenly doubles over, lets out a strained, “Ugh!” and proceeds to let out a very quick, very loud fart. I laugh because it was so random and I wasn’t expecting it.

Coworker: *Chuckling* “Oh, my God, I feel so much better!”

Me: *Laughing* “That was so random, dude!”

A voice suddenly comes up behind us.

Customer: “Excuse me! That was disgusting! A lady should not fart!”

We turn and see a guy in his late twenties or early thirties standing there, fuming.

Coworker: “Oh, man, I’m sorry. I thought the lobby was empty. My stomach is just really not doing good right now.”

Customer: “That’s no excuse! A lady should never fart, ever! Especially in front of a gentleman!”

Coworker: “I’m sorry if I offended you.”

Customer: *Gesturing to me* “I don’t think I accept it! And you should be apologizing to him, too! It’s disgusting you’d fart in front of him.”

My coworker turns and looks at me.

Me: “Well, sir, to be honest… I know her pretty well, so I thought it was funny. I don’t really think she needs to apologize to me. But I’m sorry if it bothered you.”

Customer: “No, she should apologize to you! A lady should never fart, ever! Especially in front of a gentleman! It’s disgusting! They should hold it in! I’d dump her a** in a second if she farted in front of me!”

Me: “Okay, sir. She apologized to you. She doesn’t need to apologize to me. It’s all right.”

Customer: “No, it’s not all right!”

He ranted for several more moments and then proceeded to literally RUN to our manager’s office and scream at him about how “a lady should never fart, ever,” especially “in front of a gentleman” for about a minute straight before storming back to his theater. Later that afternoon, he actually called the theater and demanded to talk to the gentleman about, you guessed it… how “a lady should never fart, ever.”

I’ve never seen a fart cause so much drama before.