Unfiltered Story #189019

, , | Unfiltered | March 10, 2020

I work in a food factory and products that are not up to standard are sent to a staff shop where employees can buy them really cheap.

Cashier: That’s £3 please

I gave him a £10 note.

Cashier: We don’t have any change.

Me: This is all I have

Cashier: That’s OK you bring me the money tomorrow

I returned the next night with £3 change and I was surprised how shocked he was to see me return with the money (says a lot about the people I work with), he offered me free stuff.

Indecisiveness: A Sign Of True Management

, , , , , | Working | January 6, 2020

(The shift manager and plant manager stop me and pull me into the office.)

Plant Manager: “[General Manager] is denying the fifteen minutes of daily overtime to the team leaders, and they still haven’t gotten paid for what they did work.”

(I had, with approval, asked the team leaders to come in fifteen minutes early each day to set up.)

Shift Supervisor: “I’ll have to tell HR to pay out what they already worked, and then tell the team leaders no more coming in early.”

Me: “But I thought [General Manager] had given me a verbal okay for the overtime?”

Plant Manager: “Well, now he’s giving a verbal no.”

Me: “But we only did this because he said okay.”

Plant Manager: “Your logic is correct.”

Me: “So, I didn’t do anything wrong?”

(I’ve only been a supervisor for three months and I’m still kind of skittish.)

Shift Supervisor: “No!”

Plant Manager: “No, you did everything right. [General Manager] just changed his mind.”

(And this is but one of the many reasons no one likes the general manager.)

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Color Us Blind For Hiring Him!  

, , , , , | Working | January 3, 2020

I used to work in an abattoir/meat processing factory as an IT Infrastructure Engineer. I was first-line support, and although I was primarily responsible for desktop PCs, laptops, and servers, I did occasionally work alongside our factory IT support technicians, who maintained all the IT equipment used on the factory production lines.

Management once hired a young man who proved himself to be the most inept IT support technician any of us had ever had to work with. He was a really nice guy, in truth; it’s just a shame he was so inept and clueless when it came to his job. The problems with him all started during his first week on the job, when he announced that he was colour-blind. This wouldn’t have been an issue normally, except that he hadn’t bothered to disclose this information at interview, and since part of his job required him being able to do basic electrical wiring, you can see why colour-blindness would be a problem!

During his first few weeks, he nearly got the other factory technician in trouble. He couldn’t remember how to do something she had trained him to do, and instead of admitting that he couldn’t remember, he told our boss she hadn’t bothered to train him. Thankfully, our boss chose to believe her — backed up by my own testimony. We also discovered that our colleague didn’t believe in overtime, and at the end of his shifts he would drop what he was doing — sometimes literally — clock out and go home, even if he hadn’t finished his work. This nearly got our department into trouble once when he went home for the weekend having dismantled an important piece of factory equipment that was needed that evening. When our manager spoke to him about it, he did his usual trick of blaming us “for not telling him it was a business-critical machine.” The fact that most of the equipment on a production line is business-critical was lost on him.

His behaviour took a different turn when he got a new girlfriend. She had a daughter with her ex-boyfriend — whom she literally couldn’t stand — and used to use her powers of manipulation to bully our colleague into taking unauthorised absences from work to be with her and her daughter. These ranged from a couple of days off work “because of an ear infection” to getting his GP to sign him off work for “stress,” at a time which rather conveniently coincided with his girlfriend’s daughter’s school holidays. I suppose we technically shouldn’t blame him for these as he claimed he was only trying to keep her happy. He later got her pregnant and spent the next few months complaining about how he wasn’t ready to be a father.

Our manager eventually left the company, but not before warning his replacement about our colleague. A few days after the new manager arrived, we came into work to discover that our colleague had handed in his notice and was now leaving in four weeks. Or so we thought! At around 10:00 am that morning, he took a mysterious phone call to his work phone, said, “Okay, yep, I’m coming now,” and walked out. He was later seen sneaking round the far side of our premises, trying to avoid the perimeter CCTV cameras. He took with him a lot of company property, including his uniform. Our bosses decided it wasn’t worth pursuing this as theft and decided to write it off.

We were later told by the factory supervisors that he’d lied to them about “how much we all hated him” and that “we never trained him then blamed him for not knowing things.”

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This Story Results In A Double Positive  

, , , , | Right | December 17, 2019

(I work for a first-tier supplier for a major automotive manufacturing plant. I was born in Korea and immigrated to America when I was eight years old, so I can speak Korean and English. As my parents are both Korean, I look unmistakably Asian. After pulling a long shift, I am exhausted. I stop by a fast food place to eat. After I am done with my meal, I stand in the parking lot to smoke before driving home. I notice two ladies coming out of the store with a to-go order. They walk right past me. Then, one of the ladies stops and turns to me while the other lady opens her car door.)

Lady #1: “Excuse me… Do you work at [My Company]?”

(I must look confused as to how she knows where I work, but then I realize that I am still wearing my company shirt with the name on it. She repeats the question.)

Lady #1: *pointing at my shirt* “Do you work at [My Company]?”

(I don’t mean to be rude but I am too tired, and my response comes in the form of me shrugging my shoulders. The lady pauses for a second.)

Lady #1: “What’s the average pay for working there?”

(Of course, this depends on the position, experience, and station that you work… but I don’t feel like explaining all that so, once again, bested by my compounding lethargy, my answer is a shoulder shrug for “it depends” or “I don’t know.” The lady stares at me for a second.)

Lady #1: “Are you guys hiring right now?”

(Again, this depends on the position she is looking for. And since I am not in the Human Resources department, I don’t know that answer, anyway, so I shrug again. The other lady, who’s been watching our interaction, walks back to [Lady #1] and grabs her arm.)

Lady #2: “C’mon, [Lady #1]… why you botherin’? You know this [Asian slur] can’t speak no English.”

(Before I even have time to process this comment thoroughly, I respond almost as a reflex.)

Me: “’Can’t speak no English’ is a double negative; it cancels itself out.”

([Lady #1 and #2] look shocked for a second, hearing my first words spoken. [Lady #2] stares at me and says:)

Lady #2: “What?”

(I took a last drag from my cigarette and shrugged my shoulders. They were still standing there talking to each other about the meaning of my one verbal comment when I pulled out of that parking lot.)

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Redial Denial

, , , , , | Right | November 27, 2019

(Part of my job involves being issued a company mobile phone. I get a different one every day; as such, they are not specific to any one employee. The vast majority of the time we use the mobile to call our warehouse for manager support. We almost never receive calls. One day, the phone rings:)

Me: “[Company] delivery, [My Name] speaking.”

Caller: “John?”

Me: “No, sorry, this is [My Name]. I’m a delivery driver for [Company].”

Caller: “Ah, okay!” *hangs up*

(Ten seconds later, the phone rings:)

Me: “[Company] delivery; [My Name] speaking.”

Caller: “John?”

Me: “Sorry, mate, still me!”

Caller: “Right, okay!” *hangs up*

(Ten seconds later, the phone rings — same number.)

Me: “Still me, mate.”

Caller: “Not John?”

Me: “Nope, still [My Name].”

Caller: “Okay.” *hangs up*

(As you can imagine, ten seconds later, he calls again.)

Me: “Uh, mate, are you just using redial?”

Caller: “Yes… John?”

Me: “If you hit redial, it will keep calling me.”

Caller: “Oh, okay, I got ya!” *hangs up*

(Once again, he calls me back.)

Me: “Mate, do you know how phones work? You can’t keep calling the same number expecting someone else to answer.”

Caller: “No John?”

Me: “Uh, no. If you keep calling the same number, you will keep getting me.”

Caller: “Oh, okay.” *hangs up*

(As you might expect, he calls again.)

Me: “John?”

Caller: “John!”

Me:John!

Caller:Yes, John! Finally. I kept getting some t*** from [Rival Company].”

Me: “No, still me from [Company].”

Caller: “LOOK, I’M GETTING A BIT SICK OF THIS! STOP ANSWERING! LET ME TALK TO JOHN.”

Me: “Okay, mate, this is a mobile owned and operated by [Company]; there is no John here. There is no John in my department! YOU ARE CALLING THE WRONG NUMBER!”

Caller: “Fine, well, I guess I’ll do it the hard way and dial each number again.”

(Thankfully, after that, he never called again. I just hope he got the number right that time and some other poor person didn’t have the same experience.)

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