I’ve been working in food service for about three months. About a month ago, I was introduced to a coworker who I thought was new. 

I recently had a shift with her, and the dreaded lunch rush was upon us. We are understaffed, and I was hit with five sandwich orders and two salad orders at the same time.

Me: “Hey, [Coworker], can you help me with these sandwiches?”

Coworker: “No, I don’t know how to make them.”

Me: “Oh, okay. Can you help with the salads, then?”

Coworker: “No, I don’t know how to make those, either.”

There was a menu board right next to us showing how to make the salads. I was getting a bit annoyed by then.

When [Coworker] left to go on break, I asked my other coworker how long she had been working with us, as she should really know how to do her job. It turned out that she’d been working there for a year before I came and knew how to make everything.

I don’t know why she lied to me.

I work in a factory with several coworkers. One day, I notice that one of them is very quiet and seems a bit down, so I ask him what’s the matter and he tells his story.

For some reason, he has trouble falling asleep, and he has had countless nights with hardly any sleep. One of his friends told him to get some sleeping pills, so [Coworker] searched the Internet and found an online pharmacy that sold 100 sleeping pills for 183 Euros. He ordered them but received an email the next day that he also had to pay 425 Euros for import duty tax.

[Coworker] paid the “import duty tax” but never received the drugs. Trying to contact the pharmacy was impossible; they never answered his emails, and the telephone number on their website was a fake number. He had been scammed.

Me: “Why didn’t you go to your regular doctor to get a prescription and get the drug legally?”

Coworker: “I don’t believe in doctors and their medicines.”

Me: “If you had believed in doctors, you would’ve gotten your drugs for free instead of being scammed for over 600 Euros. Even the doctor visit would’ve been without any cost to you.”

He wouldn’t have even had to take unpaid time off because, in the Netherlands, your boss pays you for the time you visit a doctor if you have no other option than to visit them during working hours.

It took six other coworkers to convince him that visiting a doctor is much better, safer, and cheaper than ordering drugs on the Internet.

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I work fast food on a college campus, and we often get many late-night customers (students) who stand in line, order, and then:

Me: “That’s $5.65.”

The customer only then makes a slooooow attempt to dig their wallet out of the bottom of their backpack. They then start removing items from their backpack — equally slowly — but they also keep looking at me, as if checking for my reaction to their drawn-out attempt at paying.

Me: “If you like, I can suspend the order until you’ve found your wallet and serve the customers behind you.”

Customer: “No… it’s okay. I’m sure my wallet is in here somewhere.”

The customer then, somehow, resumes their search even more slowly! They still keep checking me for a reaction and I decide enough is enough and call them out on it.

Me: “Look, do you think if you take long enough, I’m going to give you the food for free?”

Customer: “Yeah… actually. Lol.”

Yes, he said, “lol”.

Me: “Not happening. Pay in the next ten seconds or I’m cancelling the order.”

Customer: “Lol… it was worth a try.”

Me: “No… it really wasn’t, and I won’t let you try again. Next time, I’m not taking your order unless I see your wallet in your hand.”

I never saw him again. I guess actually paying for food really wasn’t worth it. I was so happy when customer ordering upgraded to touch screens.

In my junior year, I was PE assistant three days one week, two days the next week, and so on for the semester. On the off days, I was in study hall (school library). I played varsity basketball. So, for the off days, being bored out of my skull in study hall, I asked the teacher for a hall pass to go work out in the weight room. He made the pass out in pencil. WOW! 

For the next month, I would take the pass and change the date and time and, sometimes, I’d leave the building for an hour and go riding around. Often I did this during study hall; I would ask the teacher if I could go work out and then take off.

Finally, the end came. After I asked the teacher for permission to go to the weight room and was given the okay, I was walking toward the door of the room when this came from the teacher’s mouth.

Teacher: “Mr. [My Name], don’t you need a new hall pass? Surely you have rubbed a hole in the one you have.”

All that time, I thought I’d been getting away with this ruse, not realizing that he knew what I was doing all along.

End result: that was so embarrassing back in that day to be called out on what I had been doing, in front of the other kids, that I sat back down and never left for the rest of the semester.

Many years ago, I had an account with a company to buy music before streaming was a thing. As the world changed and technology updated, I stopped using the account and completely forgot about it.

However, recently, I got an email saying my password has been changed. I go to log on and, sure enough, all the security hints are now in Chinese, so I call the company for help. 

Representative: “Can you try to answer the security phrase to change the password back?”

Me: “No.”

Representative: “Do you wanna try?”

Me: “No. As I said already, it’s in Chinese. I put it into Google Translate, so I know it’s Chinese. How would I be able to guess what the hackers put in?”

Representative: “Okay, well, because you never set up two-factor authorization, I can’t help you.”

Me: “You can’t even shut the account down? Like I said, I haven’t used it in years. I just want to make sure there aren’t any details in there that they might use.”

Representative: “No, we can’t shut the account down, either. There’s nothing we can do.”

Me: “So, it’s their account now?”

Representative: “Yep, pretty much.”

Just to be safe, I made sure to change all my other passwords, but I hope the hackers enjoyed an account with nothing really useful except my old library full of angsty emo music that I used to listen to.