They Paid You Correctly And Not A Half-Dollar More!

, , , , , | Right | March 14, 2018

(I work at a popular grocery store chain in the southern United States. A woman comes in and wants to pay with a handful of change.)

Me: “Okay, ma’am. Your total is $3.00.”

(She hands me change.)

Me: “Ma’am, you still owe $1.50.”

Customer: *pointing to a half-dollar coin* “No I don’t. That’s a dollar and a half coin. See, right there? It says, ‘dollar and a half.’”

(After I attempted to tell her that the coin was only worth 50 cents, she told me that the customer service desk would tell me the coin was worth $1.50. Not only was the coin worth a dollar less than the customer thought it was, I had to endure a look of absolute befuddlement on the face of that poor customer service representative. Never before has my college degree felt more useless.)

Job Seeking And Destroying

, , , , , | Working | March 14, 2018

(I’m a department manager at a specialty retail store. We frequently get phone calls from people inquiring whether we are hiring, have we seen their application, when will they get a call back, etc. Standard stuff. Most people are very polite. My cashier pages me to let me know there is a call for a manager.)

Me: “Thank you for holding. How may I help you?”

Caller: *abruptly* “Yeah, I’ve left my number twice now, and I’d like to know what’s going on.”

Me: *confused* “Um… Who… I’m not sure what you’re referring to. Left your number about what?”

Caller: “I put in my application, and I have called and left my number twice in the last couple days. When will I be getting a call back?”

Me: “Well, our hiring manager has already left for the day. Let me check and see if there are any notes… No, I don’t see anything. I don’t have access to the application system, so your best bet would be to call tomorrow and speak with [Hiring Manager] after noon or so.”

Caller: *sighs* “Look: I’ve got a lot going on, and I’m really busy, so could you just have him call me? I don’t have time for this.”

Me: *done with his attitude* “Well, my manager is also very busy. If you’re too busy for this, perhaps you should look for a job somewhere else.”

Caller: *pause* “I guess I should do that, then.”

Me: “Good.” *ends call*

Keeping Abnormal Psychology At Arm’s Length

, , , , , , , | Learning | March 14, 2018

(My teacher shares this story that took place several years ago, when she was beginning to teach. Although she gives out study guides, she’s always been very strict with tests, and this was one of the reasons of why.)

Teacher: *as she’s passing out tests* “Take everything off of your desks besides your writing utensil. If you haven’t already, turn your phones off. Before I give you a test, you have to show me your hands. I already went over this last class, but I will reiterate: If I see you on your phone, you will get an automatic fail. If I see your book open or out, you will get an automatic fail. If I see anything written on your hands, you will fail. If I suspect you of cheating at all, I will rip up your test and fail you. Is that clear? Are there any questions before you begin?”

(A student sitting in the front row, practically beside her, raises his hand.)

Teacher: “Yes?”

Student: *somewhat smugly* “You mentioned if they wrote on their hands. You forgot about if they wrote the answer on their arms.”

(She thinks the statement is a bit odd, as she will be watching her students to make sure they aren’t cheating, anyway, but thinks that’s fair to include.)

Teacher: “Hmm, good point. I guess I hadn’t thought about that. Would you care to roll up your sleeves for me to check?”

Student: *goes white and withdraws hand* “Uh… No?”

Teacher: “…”

(Turns out, the same student had written answers all over his arms. How he thought he would get away with that during the test, let alone pointing it out to the teacher at all, was baffling. As a Psychology professor, however, she found it oddly fitting or at least incredibly interesting that this flawed logic was present in her class of Abnormal Psychology. The student still failed, obviously.)

Killing The Company, One Person At A Time

, , , , , | Working | March 14, 2018

I work for a cleaning company that has a contract with a set of factories in my small town. As far as I know, it’s the only cleaning company in town. I’m hired to work weekend mornings, and I do so, enjoying my job for two years. It’s not necessarily fun work, but I get along with the people at the factory, except my boss.

She doesn’t take criticism. Period. And she never takes any blame when something goes wrong, so it’s a recipe for disaster.

Naturally, cleaning in a factory isn’t an appealing job, and it doesn’t pay well, so not many people apply for the job. Those that do are often scared away by my boss; as a result, anyone that stays is never reprimanded or fired since we have a shortage of employees.

That’s pretty normal in the business world, but about eight months ago we found ourselves at a serious shortage of employees, and I was “asked” to work weekday night shifts. It’s not something I was comfortable doing, but I was assured it was a short-term thing until they hired more people.

Lo and behold, six people got jobs over the next few months, and they either quit or skipped most of their shifts without reprimand. At this time, my boss did the incredibly idiotic thing of dumping all of the hours the new employees were supposed to take onto one person.

So, that person quit because they were flooded with more hours than they could handle. Then, my boss just took all those hours and handed them to the next person. You can see where this is going.

Eventually it got to me, and I was already working shifts I didn’t sign up for. Now, I was being bombarded with hours I couldn’t handle. At the same time, the company was now down to a handful of people. I overheard my boss talking, saying that if we lost any more people, she wasn’t sure the company would be able to do its job. If not, it would lose its contract, effectively killing the company.

And her response? “I have no idea how this could be happening!”

Will Remember Directly

, , , | Right | March 14, 2018

Me: *answering a phone call* “[Department]. This is [My Name] speaking. How can I help you?”


Me: “Hello?”

Caller: “I can’t remember!” *hangs up*

(This is definitely unusual, and my coworkers and I have a quick laugh over it. Soon, though, my phone rings again.)

Me: “[Department]. This is [My Name] speaking. How can I help you?”

Caller: “I don’t remember her name.”

Me: “I’m sorry?”

Caller: “I don’t remember who I was supposed to call!”

Me: “Maybe I can help you out. What—”:

Caller: *interrupting* “It was [Department]. I can’t remember the name of the person I needed to talk to.”

Me: “This is [Department]. I’m [My Name].”

Caller: *gasps* “That’s her! How do you know who I was supposed to call?”

Me: “That’s me. I’m [My Name].”

Caller: “Wow, I sure got lucky that you picked up!”

Me: “This is my direct number.”

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