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The New Guy’s Really Gumming Up The Works

, , , | Working | January 13, 2023

I was working at a video rental store about eight years ago, and we got a new District Manager. He had transferred to our store from [Dollar Store Chain], and he was a total a**hat.

While I was mopping the floor, he pulled me aside after he had done an inspection of our store. He told me that I would be scraping gum off of the sidewalk outside and scrubbing the walkway for the next few days.

My manager heard what he was telling me I would be doing and came over.

Manager: *To the district manager* “Don’t we usually have people that come and do that?”

District Manager: “Yes, but they are too expensive, so I want her to do it.”

She then proceeded to tell him off. A short rundown of what was said:

Manager: “Last time those cleaners were hired, the company paid them about $15 an hour. My employee will not scrub sidewalks for a third of that. She took a promotion without a pay raise because of you. You never bothered to even give her a raise when her ninety days were up. So no, she will not be doing anything for you. Do not ask any of my employees to do anything beyond their job description, especially when we pay other people far better money to do it. You can leave now.”

My manager then called the Regional Manager. We didn’t see [District Manager] for a while, but when he did come back, he did so with the people to clean the sidewalk.

Easy Like (I Can’t Work On) Sunday Morning

, , , , , , | Working | January 13, 2023

I found myself between jobs for a time and wound up in my first fast-food job. It was… different. I marked down on my availability that I was flexible all days except Sunday, and they assured me this would be no problem. You can already see where this was going. 

Schedules were posted via a chat app late on Saturday nights, and more than once I caught them attempting to schedule me for the following Sunday morning. I’d gently correct this oversight and go back to bed, though it was very annoying having to keep vigil to find out if I was expected at work in a matter of hours.

Then, one day, I came home from church and turned on my phone to find a number of nasty messages on the app, all from the manager, saying that I was a no-show and would be fired if I didn’t show up ASAP. These were not private messages, either, and neither was my reply.

I told her that I had marked Sunday as my one day of unavailability and that if there was a problem with that, it should have been brought up when I was hired.

Cue the 180-degree turn in attitude! [Manager]’s defense was that no one tells her anything. This sounds like a thin excuse, I know, but given how crazy that place was in every area of “functionality”, I can actually believe she had never seen my paperwork and knew nothing but my name.

At work the next day, she approached me in person, sweet as pie, and said that if I had a problem with the schedule, all I had to do was privately tell her.

Shortly thereafter, she was replaced with a new manager, and a new rule was instituted that only managers could post on the app. I’m sure that rule had nothing to do with someone being publicly called out for crap. I don’t miss that job at all.

Making An Extra-Clean Getaway

, , , | Right | January 13, 2023

I’m working customer service in a grocery store when a man approaches me.

Customer: “I just spent $300 on groceries, because someone poured bleach on my last batch of food in the trunk of my car while putting it in there for me!”

He stood there for three minutes telling me to hit the cash button and let him leave. He followed me when I left to get a manager so he could complain about how I wouldn’t accommodate him and was “clearly lying” because I estimated his total rather than reciting it exactly.

He gathered three managers in short order and then left with the whole cart, looking smug.

I still don’t believe him, but management is so afraid of complaints.

Is This That “Quiet Quitting” Thing We Keep Hearing About?

, , , , , , | Working | January 12, 2023

I used to work at a fast food place that served deep-fried food.

One day, our manager stopped showing up. We never learned if he got sick, died, or quit, but one of my coworkers also had a key, so we kept opening up the store and selling deep-fried food.

We were unable to contact corporate, however, and as it became clear that the supplies were going to get low, we started grabbing money from the till and using it to buy more food, which we then cooked and resold. 

However, most people paid with cards, not cash, and the money started running out. Eventually, we were just showing up, clocking in, and keeping the doors shut and the lights off.

But that got boring, so we started having little parties. We brought our own food, with our own money, and cooked it in the store for ourselves to eat. We did some good crabs in the fryer with Zatarain’s and Old Bay… but we were poor high school kids and couldn’t really afford to do that every day.

Eventually, we just started clocking in and wandering around town before returning to the store to clock out.

Finally, we were abruptly shut down. Our time cards stopped working. We locked the store up for the last time, my friend with the key left it in the cash register, and we went home. We’ve never been contacted about any of these events. We were never told if we were fired, or what.

The lack of closure bugs me to this day.

It was fun while it lasted, I guess?

What Really Drives An Office To Work

, , , | Working | January 11, 2023

I have suffered a few setbacks lately and I need to work a few jobs to get by. One of them is as a night cleaner in a downtown office. I usually finish my cleaning duties around 4 AM and I sit in the lobby waiting for my bus to my next job. The bus comes by around 6 AM so I have time to do some schoolwork in the lobby during that time.

The office I clean must be going through some crunch time for a project or something, as I notice some of them start coming in at 5 AM, coffee in hand, ready to start a long day. This goes on for a few weeks until one of them approaches me.

Office Manager: “Hi, my name is [Name], and I’m the office manager. You’re [My Name], the cleaner, right?”

Me: “That’s right.”

Office Manager: “I see your signatures on the cleaning sheets every day but this is the first time we’ve met!”

Me: “Yeah… hi.”

Office Manager: “A few of us have noticed since we started coming in early, you’re always here working in the lobby. Why is that?”

Me: “Oh, yeah, well the bus stop is right outside the building, but the first bus isn’t until 6 AM. I finish at 4 AM, so I just wait here doing my schoolwork.”

Office Manager: “I see. You don’t have a car?”

Me: “Can’t afford one.”

Office Manager: “I see, yes that was a stupid question. Well, I won’t take up any more of your time! Thanks for always keeping the office so spotless!”

Me: “No problem; it’s my job!”

I think nothing more of it and go back to my schoolwork. The next week the office manager comes up to me again as I work in the lobby.

Office Manager: “Hi, there [My Name]! Still working hard, I see.”

Me: “Yeah, we have a test coming up!”

Office Manager: “How much easier would your routine be if you could drive yourself?”

Me: “It would be a lot easier, but I’ve managed for a while with the buses now so it’s not too bad.”

Office Manager: “Would you like a car?”

Me: “Would I… what?”

Office Manager: “My oldest just started at college and left their car in my driveway. They don’t need it and I don’t want it. Would you like it?”

Me: “I… I can’t just take a car!”

Office Manager: “Why not?”

Me: “Because… it’s a car!”

Office Manager: “Ha! Don’t worry, it’s not a Ferrari. But it’s in good spec, and it’s recently been serviced. I’ll be in my office tomorrow extra early and you can come see me when you finish your shift and we can do the paperwork.”

Me: “But… but I…”

Office Manager: “See you, [My Name]!”

I was left so shocked I couldn’t revise my schoolwork at all. True to his word, the next day he was in his office at 4 AM as I was finishing up. He explained the paperwork to me and took me down to the parking lot to show me my car. It was an older model, but clean and ran like a dream.

I worked that cleaning job for one more year until I was able to get an office assistant job. I eventually graduated and it is twenty years later and I run my own office myself!

Annoyingly, our office cleaning staff already have cars, but I am going to include them in the yearly bonus scheme because we couldn’t do what we do if we didn’t have a clean office to do it in.

Several services and an engine replacement later, my teenage son now drives that old car to college.