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Job Seeking Is Just The Worst

, , , , | Working | August 1, 2022

Lately, it’s been hard for me to get a job. I apply and go on interviews, and they always say they’ll call me back and they never do, or they hire me and then hire someone else to replace me before I even start. I apply as a cook in a retirement home, and I get a call.

Lady: “So, I see you’ve worked in [Restaurant]? When did you quit?”

Me: “A few months ago.”

Lady: “Why?”

Me: “I moved here.”

Lady: “And in those few months, what did you do?”

Me: “I was looking for a job.”

Lady: “You were looking for a job?! People are hiring everywhere and you couldn’t get one?”

I explain about going on interviews and never getting called back, etc.

Lady: *Scoffs rudely* “Surrre! I don’t think you should work with us!” *Hangs up*

I wouldn’t want to work with you, either, lady. I reported her to the job platform I used and moved on.

Thankfully, I got hired soon after by someone nice! I pity the fool who gets that rude lady.

Getting A Little Heated

, , , , , | Working | CREDIT: TylPlas26 | August 1, 2022

This happened maybe two or three years ago. Where I used to work, we had a set of double doors at the back of the store that was used for unloading trucks. About three feet from the doors was our store’s AC/Heater unit.

One of our trucks was running late, and when it arrived, we all stood anxiously at the back, waiting for him to back in so we could start unloading. I remember watching him out the back door as he made fifteen different attempts to line up his trailer. I gave up watching him because it was winter, and I was letting cold air in.

Suddenly, we all heard this loud crash from both outside and in the vents. I ran out the back door and looked to see that the driver had driven right into the heater unit, crushing the air intake and buckling the area around it. It basically made the unit useless, and it was the middle of winter, so we were without heat now.

The driver came out and inspected the damage.

Driver: *To my boss, angrily* “There should be bumpers!”

Boss: “In the thirty years that this store and heater have been here, not one driver has ever hit them.”

The driver was quiet after that.

Can We Fire Clients’ Employees? Please?

, , , , , | Working | August 1, 2022

I met with the owner of a small nightclub to discuss designing several items for him. I’d never seen this guy before, but he asked me to visit his business so he could show me this printed poster that he loves as an inspiration for my work.

When I arrived at the nightclub, I was greeted by someone and he introduced himself by name as the owner. He escorted me back to his office, told me to sit down, and angrily gestured to the poster on his desk.

Client: “Do you always design nightclub posters that look as if they have been drizzled in [ejaculate], set on fire, s*** on, used for target practice outside with a shotgun, and then scanned into the computer like some sort of f****** JOKE?! I mean, I’ll still pay you for the work here, bro, but this s*** is f****** pathetic and you should be ashamed. My ten-year-old boy could do better s*** than you, f****** joke!  Now, what do you have to say for yourself, a**hole?”

After a long silence…

Me: “You know, that’s not my work… You called me in here to take a look at it for reference.”

At this point, another person entered the office and started yelling at the client.

Actual Client: “What the f*** are you doing back here? Go back to work!”

Apparently, one of the bartenders had decided to play a prank on the designer scheduled to come in for a meeting by posing as the boss.

If You Want To Keep Your Employees, You’ll Have To Pay Up

, , , , , | Working | CREDIT: Aloy_is_my_copilot | July 31, 2022

About four years ago, I worked for a company that provided behavior services for people with intellectual and developmental disabilities. We did individual counseling, parent training, data analysis, etc. Think highly specialized mental care and support in home and community settings.

After two years of working there and getting another certification, I asked my boss for a raise. I was newly divorced and raising three kids, so I really needed the money. I had been working over ten hours a week of overtime to stay afloat. My boss also knew about my situation. My evaluations were great, and I had been told I would be moved up to supervisor soon, so my boss had to have known this conversation was coming.

This man looked me dead in my eyes and said:

Boss: “I know you want to make more money, and your reviews are great, but I want to make sure you are loyal to the company mission. I can tell when people are just looking to make more money. And we tell those people to go work somewhere else. I want to make sure that the new supervisor will put the company mission and the families they support first. I can’t offer you a raise at this time, but I will get back to you.”

No date was set for a follow-up meeting or anything.

I started applying for new jobs that day. Within two weeks, I had found a new position making double the salary for only forty hours of work a week. As it turns out, I was being severely underpaid — shocker, I know.

The day I handed in my notice, my boss and the owner were in a meeting about my new position within the organization. Of course, no one said anything to me about it beforehand. They sent me an offer, which I politely declined because it sucked. Then, they tried to hire me on as a contractor at a rate that was at least 25% lower than every other contractor rate in the city for my position, so I turned that down, too.

My boss and the owner were both shocked that I rejected their offers, especially since they were willing to offer me “so many perks,” they were giving me the opportunity to “become a leader in a great company,” and they believed I was “a great clinician” who would do “so many great things within their organization,” etc.

I reminded my boss that he was the one who told me to go work somewhere else, and then I stopped responding to their messages.

A Special Kind Of Unobservant, Not To Mention Rude

, , , , , | Working | CREDIT: Samybubu | July 30, 2022

Back when I was in university, my friends and I would frequent the local outlet grocery store for cheap snacks between classes. I had gone there a million times without much trouble.

One day, I was picking up a small snack, as usual. The cashier told me my total, and I reached out to her with my debit card in hand. Then, she did nothing. She didn’t react. She didn’t acknowledge the card. Eventually, I told her I’d like to pay by card. I don’t think I was in any way rude or disrespectful, but she completely went off on me.

Cashier: “How was I supposed to know you wanted to pay by card?”

Me: “I was trying to hand my card over to you.”

Cashier: “Oh, so just because of that, I should know how you wanted to pay?”

Me: *Pauses* “Yes?”

She then proceeded to call me every name in the book, claiming I was stupid and rude and entitled, saying she couldn’t read my mind, and going on and on about “how was I supposed to know that?” and what a horrible person I was. I was so shocked and honestly so furious I couldn’t think straight, and I remember just staring at her like she was insane. To be fair, so were all the other customers in line and even the other cashier on duty. I left a couple of minutes later after my friend also paid, and she was still loudly complaining about me.

I ended up just avoiding her from then on. I even made a point of letting people ahead of me if her till was open when I was next in line. I do wish I had reported her to the store supervisor, but I’m not even sure that would have accomplished anything.