Bad boss and coworker stories

So Not Smooth

, , , , , , , | Working | July 22, 2021

I stop by a fast food place after work for a fruit smoothie, which is currently being advertised for $1. I order and hand the cashier a $5 bill with change to cover the tax. He gives me $2 back and walks away. I leave it on the counter while I wait for him to come back.

Me: “Those smoothies are a dollar, right?”

Cashier: “Yeah.”

Me: “Well, I gave you five dollars.”

I’m trying to give him a chance to realize his mistake.

Cashier: “Yeah.”

Me: “And you gave me two dollars.”

I hold up the coin he gave me.

Cashier: “Yeah.”

Me: “So…?”

He just gives me a blank look.

Me: “I’m going to need another two dollars.”

Cashier: “Okay.”

He opened the till and gave me my two dollars. I have no idea if he was just dense, trying to scam me, or what, but it was definitely odd having to walk a twenty-something dude through kindergarten-level math.

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Lay Off The Scooby Snacks!

, , , | Working | July 22, 2021

I had a lady pick up [painkiller] for a dog. It was a pretty early refill and I was bored, so I went to our manager, and it turns out the dog had been filling this prescription all over town.

I just thought I’d try and broaden the search, so I just did the owner’s name and date of birth and found multiple other dog names all filling [painkiller]. I called the office and it turns out the vet this dog owner was using had just stepped down to be with her family and was not practicing. The owner used to work there but had been fired for calling in fake scripts. The office said they would take care of the issue.

The part that still makes me laugh about this whole sad situation was that the first dog’s name was Scrappy, and one of my techs chimed in, “I would have gotten away with it if it wasn’t for you meddling kids!”

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Is This An Office Or A High School?

, , , , | Working | July 22, 2021

Recently, two coworkers and friends had a fight. This scene takes place after their claimed reconciliation.

Coworker #1: “You chose your side quickly, anyway!”

Me: “I didn’t choose my side.”

Coworker #1: “But you went to her first.”

Me: “I was brushing my teeth when I heard her crying. I went to see her.”

Coworker #1: “You could have come to me.”

Me: “I joined you afterward to get your opinion.”

Coworker #1: “You could have come first.”

Me: “You were eating outside. I wasn’t going to ignore her to come and see you and ask her version when she came back while she was next door.”

Coworker #1: “And why not? I always come to see you when you’re at the reception during the break; she doesn’t come.”

I’m normally in the warehouse, but the administration building is the next building, and [Coworker #1] and I fill in for our part-time receptionist when both of them can’t come because we’re the only ones who know how to manage the switchboard.

Me: “She takes [transportation services for disabled people] because she has difficulty walking. I don’t blame her for not forcing herself to walk to see me.”

Of course, their “reconciliation” lasted five days.

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This Could’ve Been A Hairy Situation

, , , , | Working | July 22, 2021

I’ve decided to try out a different hairdresser. I find a place nearby and make an appointment. Upon entering, I see that their website spoke quite the truth. It’s a small shop with the male-customer-oriented half just screaming, “MALE!” in a tongue-in-cheek way. Cosmetic articles like sprays, wax, and other stuff are in flasks that are obviously recycled alcohol bottles, for example. The hairdresser and owner himself is a big, tall bloke with a huge beard, some decorative chains around his wrists, and strong, tattooed arms. His manners are relaxed and informal… and very direct.

Hairdresser: “Your turn! Sit down, please.”

I sit down in the chair he points at. He puts a towel over my neck and covers me in a cutting cloak. Then, he stares at me silently. I am autistic, so I am not too good at reading (or especially reacting to) nonverbal signs, while also a bit clumsy at starting a conversation. So I just look back, puzzled. This takes about ten seconds.

Hairdresser: “You’re supposed to tell me how you want it.”

Me: “Oh! Just a cut, same model as I have now.”

Luckily, his voice and a hint of smile made clear to me that he wasn’t being nasty, just direct and informal. It worked for me and he turned out to be a very good hairdresser.

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A Well-Serviced Car Is A Happy Car

, , , | Working | July 21, 2021

It’s been a while since I took my car for its regular service. I’ve been to the dealership for many years and they do this job for me on a regular basis, so my cars have always lasted a long time. I ring them.

Me: “I’d like to bring my car in for its full annual service.”

Employee: “Are you sure? Do you do a lot of miles in it?”

Me: “Not a colossal mileage. I just like to make sure it’s serviced regularly.”

Employee: “Are you sure you want the full service? From my records, you had the interim service done last [nine months ago].”

Me: “Yes, please.”

Employee: “But I’m not sure the car needs it. Surely you could get away with not servicing it so often?”

Me: “I’ve found that if I get it done regularly, at the times when the manufacturer recommends, it saves me money in the long run because then I don’t have any problems.”

Employee: “Well, if you’re sure… but if it were me, I’d leave it until I needed it.”

Me: “Please, can you book it in for its annual service as I asked?”

Employee: “Well, okay, but—”

Me: “Do you have a slot available?”

Employee: “Yes, we do, but I’m telling you—”

Me: “Sorry, but I really would prefer to get my car in for its annual service. Please, would you do that for me?”

Employee: “It will cost you [some modest amount that is well within my budget]. Are you sure?”

Me: “Yes, please. I am sure this is what I want.”

And finally, I was able to persuade her to let me book my car in for its annual regular service.

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