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Unfiltered Story #249412

, , | Unfiltered | December 12, 2021

(My husband is the product of his father’s second marriage; his third had just ended when my husband and I met. None of the three ended in a way that could be even remotely considered graceful, in part because my father-in-law is the type to consider himself flawless and infallible. My husband and I are having dinner with his dad when the topic of dating comes up.)

Husband, to his dad: Just don’t get married again. It’ll be much simpler.
Father-in-law Oh no, definitely not. Four wives is too many.
Husband: Uhm.. Yes.
Father-in-law: Yeah, four is too many. Three is okay; lots of people have three wives! But four is too many.
Me: *desperate attempt to stifle giggling*
Father-in-law: Or maybe..
Husband: *drinks more beer*

Unfiltered Story #249410

, | Unfiltered | December 12, 2021

Working in a computershop I had some strange encounters.
This is just a small selection.
Case A:
Customer brings in his laptop because it’s slow and he gets strange ads when he’s browsing the internet.
Turns out his laptop was litteraly infested with computerviruses and there were Gigabytes of inappropriate pictures of children on his laptop.
Police was informed, they arrested him when he came to pick up his laptop.
Case B:
A “businessman” brought in his desktop-pc because it wouldn’t start. He warned us that his whole administration was on this pc so formatting and re-installing wasn’t an option.
We got the laptop going by restoring the bootsector of the hard drive. His
“whole administration” turned out to be one Excelsheet with dates and ammounts of drugs he sold. We notified the police. Don’know what they did with the info.
Case 3:
A woman brought in her laptop and webcam. Complaint: Didn’t work. Extra: Needs it to be working ASAP.
Turned out the webcam was defective so we replaced it. While testing it we found out that the video was transmitted to a XXX-website.
We just called her to let her know that we solved the problem.
She came to pickup her gear without a worry in the world.
Case 4;
A woman came in with a laptop that was defective.
She just said: “Could you please repair the repairs my husband made?”
We did. Husband’s repairs included messing up bios-settings and formatting the hard drive.
The woman didn’t want to know what we did.
Case 5
A woman asked if we could retreive data from a crashed hard drive.
We told her we could give it a go, but she’d be better of with a specialised company but that would be expensive. She decided that we should try it.
We did and we were able to retreive a lot of photo’s of the woman involved in extra-marital actions with numerous partners.
We also were able to restore a lot of emails asking people for money to prevent certain images being sent to their spouses.
We told the woman that we weren’t able to restore any data.
She left the store very disappointed.

Unfiltered Story #249408

, | Unfiltered | December 12, 2021

We have a small office, and everyone has worked there for a long time. As such, we’ve all developed habits to split the work load. For example, during our closing procedure, Coworker A always does Task A, Coworker B always does Task B, and I always do Task C. (A is the lowest on the scale in terms of job authority, B is the highest, and I’m in the middle.) We’ve all gotten very efficient at our respective tasks, so closing is done quickly and smoothly. They’re all equal in time and difficulty, so it’s not even like one task is easier or more desirable than the others.

Our boss is the newest person in the office (forced into management by the director who wanted her position open to put a family member there). She’s recently taken to extreme micro-managing, including putting on the calendar a month in advance exactly which minute each staff member is to take lunch and who is to do which closing task (among other things). She cycles us through all the closing tasks, claiming it’s to make sure we all know what to do for each task.

It’s my first night doing Task A. I do it in a different order than Coworker A. She would usually file each piece of paper after logging it. I opt to log all the pages and then file them at once. I reach from my computer and place each page on top of the filing cabinet as I finish entering the data. It’s barely been five minutes from when I’ve started.

Coworker A finishes Task B and stands there watching the other two of us from across the room. She then asks me: “Are you going to put that away?” as she points to any of the numerous items on the desk. Since I have my glasses on to work and she’s so far away, I ask her for simple clarification “Put what away?” My tone is completely neutral.

At this point, Coworker A completely LOSES it. She slams her fists onto the table and starts screaming. “I am so sick of you! Do your job! DO YOUR JOB! THIS IS YOUR JOB!”

I barely managed to squeak out “I’m still working” amid A’s tirade. I had been dealing with a lot of other, personal issues, so this immediately starts me hyperventilating, which only serves to egg Coworker A on. “Tears?! BULLSHIT! Don’t give me that! [Boss] has already yelled at you for not doing your job before! DO YOUR JOB! You think you can hide in the break room all day?! You didn’t even say ‘hi’ to me when I walked in! If you hate it here so much, just quit! Stop pushing your work off on me and DO YOUR DAMN JOB ALREADY!” She’s making such a scene that security actually comes running.

Meanwhile, Coworker B tells A she’s gone too far and is trying to subdue the situation. I go into the back room and barely manage to call my boss (who was out of the office) before having a complete panic attack. None of her accusations were true. I hadn’t even taken a break that day, our boss had never once spoke to me about my performance, and I did say ‘hi’ to my coworkers when we started the day.

I learned a few days later that Coworker A had been spending months gossiping to our new boss about ideas she had about how our office should be run. She was telling our boss how to schedule us and complaining about everyone’s work ethic and how we weren’t “friendly enough” if we didn’t greet her, ask how her weekend went, and were fully invested in hearing stories about her life. Most of her complaints our boss had let roll off her shoulders (after all, A had the least amount of authority out of anyone in the office. She was just part time and in the lowest pay grade with the lowest amount of responsibilities). However, our boss had set up the lunch schedule and alternating closing tasks in an attempt to appease her somewhat and get A off of her back. Meaning, A had been gossiping and backstabbing the whole staff in an attempt to manipulate our boss to run the office how A wanted. Never once, even during the day in question, did A ever just talk to me or my coworkers about anything.

So when A saw that Coworker B and I (and the other part timers) weren’t doing tasks exactly how A saw fit, she had a complete melt down and took it out on me.

Coworker A only got written up for her actions since it was the first time she had ever done anything like this in the office.

The thing is, what A didn’t know, I had already accepted another position at a different company. Had she just controlled herself, I was going to put in my two weeks notice the next Monday (which I have since did).

Unfiltered Story #249406

, , , | Unfiltered | December 12, 2021

*Several years ago, we went camping. There were several families totaling 30ish people. As far as the kids go (and in this instance, I’m referring to anyone under 21) there were only 2 girls, me and another family friend. To use up some of the leftover food, one of the dads decided he was going to make fajitas although he needed tortillas. All of the adults have had a few drinks and are really not able to drive*

Family friend: I’ll make fajitas, but I need tortillas. [my name and family friend], I need you to go to the store and get tortillas!

*The campground we were at was just outside of Weed, California and the one store was called “That Food Place”. It’s later in the day than not and the comment causes both of our dads to pause*

My dad: Um, wait

Friend’s dad: Wait, you two aren’t going into town alone

Family friend: Oh fine! Take [friend’s little brother] with you!

*Her little brother wasn’t necessarily the youngest but at the time, he was the smallest and sweetest little kid who wouldn’t hurt a fly. Both our dad’s hesitate*

Family friend: Fine! Take [his son]. [Son]!

*His son had the same general personality as my friend’s brother, but he was built like a linebacker and was a slightly better option when attempting to keep potential weirdos away from us*

Me: You know, she and I will be fine.*Both dads give the “dad” stare* Or not. Come on [friends son]

*The three of us get in the car and head to town. Looking back, she and I do feel a little bad that we made him listen to showtunes on the ride but hey, we got the tortillas!*

Unfiltered Story #249404

, | Unfiltered | December 12, 2021

(I’m on the phone with my mom.)

Mom: Oh, by the way, [Cousin]’s mother died a few days ago.

(I’m confused because I don’t understand why she would refer to her sister as “[Cousin]’s mom” and why she would announce her sister’s death so casually. I guess I misunderstood so I ask :)

Me: Um… what ?

Mom: Yes, [Cousin]’s mother died a few days ago !

(I stay confused for a few seconds, then I suddenly remember something. She has a friend whose name can be abbreviated to [Cousin]’s name. I always refer to this friend by his full first name, and while my mom does this most of the time, she sometimes used the abbreviated version for some reason. Besides, both [Cousin]’s and [Friend]’s names are uncommon. We had a good laugh when I explained my confusion to her.]