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Relate It Like A Statue

, , , | Working | September 30, 2017

(On returning to the gallery, after relieving my colleague for her lunch break:)

Colleague: “I nearly had a heart attack in the gallery earlier!”

Me: “Oh? What happened?”

Colleague: “A family with a little girl came in and the girl ran across the gallery to the statue over there.”

([Colleague] walks over to a small statue on a podium.)

Colleague: “And she grabbed the statue, and started shaking it like this!” *[Colleague] grabs the statue and proceeds to shake it, violently*


Colleague: *seemingly oblivious* “I couldn’t believe it; I was worried it was going to break off.”

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You Need To Take A Mandatory Break-ing Bad

, , , , , , | Working | September 29, 2017

(My coworkers and I, both teenagers, are finishing up our shift. Our manager notices two empty plastic baggies on the counter.)

Manager: “Anyone know what these baggies are for?”

Coworker: “Meth, probably.”

Manager: “Where’d it all go?”

Me: “We smoked it.”

Manager: “And you didn’t share it with me?!”

Coworker and Me: “Nah.”

Manager: “A**holes. Don’t you know that sharing is caring?”

(We all went back to work.)

Canadian Politeness Is XL

, , , | Working | September 28, 2017

I was working in a gift shop at a popular amusement park, and there were only two weeks left until we closed for the season, so all the staff were getting pretty laid back.

We had these sweatshirts that kept falling off their hangers, because only sizes XL and 2XL were left.

One of my workers got so annoyed at these sweatshirts that she just yanked them off the rack and threw them in the back room. Our boss didn’t like that, so she tried another tactic. She just left the sweatshirts in precarious positions on the hangers, waiting for guests to knock them over. Because we Canadians are so polite, the customers would stop and hang the sweatshirts back up themselves, saving us the trouble.

I thought it was brilliant.

Taking Heights To New Lows

, , , | Working | September 28, 2017

(Up until recently, I worked in the bakery department of a deli/bakery combo in a supermarket chain. One of my coworkers is very short, and I’m just over six feet tall. If I am on my knees getting something from a bottom shelf, and she stands beside me, the top of my head still comes up over her shoulder. I have playfully harassed her about her height since the beginning, since she isn’t sensitive about it and the whole department enjoys teasing each other. One day after I quit, I am in to do some shopping, when she sees me.)

Short Ex-Coworker: “[My Name]! When are you coming back to work with me?! I miss you!”

Me: “Why? Is there something you need on a shelf?”

Short Ex-Coworker: “No!”

Other Ex-Coworker: “What about yesterday when you were trying to get that box of containers off of the top of the supply shelf, and it tipped over backwards on top of you and trapped you inside?”

Me: “HA!”

Short Ex-Coworker: “I keep forgetting how much I hate you both. One day, I’m going to have my revenge.”

Me: “I’ll order some shin guards.”

Let Slip How Lazy They Are

, , , , | Working | September 27, 2017

(I have to close the store one night with the laziest coworker there. It is routine to retrieve carts that are outside and bring them in. On this particular night, there are about seven carts outside. It is snowing, leaving the parking lot slick and dangerous. Due to unfortunate circumstances, my work boots have been destroyed, making it difficult to traverse across the ice.)

Me: “Hey, could you get the carts for me tonight? I’m afraid I’d be falling everywhere if I tried.”

Lazy Coworker: “I’m not really feeling it, tonight. I’m gonna just smoke my cigarette and finish up the rest of the closing procedure afterward.”

(I roll my eyes, as this is typical of his behavior, and continue the trek out into the icy parking lot. There’s one cart that’s at the complete other end of the parking lot, about 100 yards away, which results in much slipping and sliding all the way there and all the way back. After gathering all of the carts and falling on my bum at least twice, I finally make it back into the store.)

Lazy Coworker: “Wow. That looked like it hurt. Glad I decided to stay inside.”

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