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I'm not sure if it's a horror story, but I was punished for probably the saddest reasons I can remember, back when I worked at an old folks' residential home.
One of the residents was a genuinely 100+ year old woman, who was very quiet. On my shift, she fell and hit her head on the wall, and because I wasn't trained in the required equipment to lift her, I stayed with her while the other staff went to get it.
She started crying for her mother. I was sixteen, and I didn't know what to do, so I just sat on the floor with her and held her hand and stroked her hair.
Because I wasn't wearing gloves, and she had cut herself during the fall, I was dragged into an office and fired.
That's the most light-hearted story I can tell about that place.
More a 'horror' story for the store rather than myself...
Yesterday we went out to the local grocery store to check and see if they'd put out any smaller turkeys for the forthcoming Easter holidays...
We start searching through the freezer bin where the Butterballs are, and we find one for just shy of $20. My mum keeps looking, and pulls out a mispriced bird that's tagged for only a meager $3.92! Now my mum being the super honest & considerate person that she is, feels uneasy about taking advantage of the store's mistake, however my dad & I point out that we shouldn't feel terrible or anything about keeping our score. Someone obviously did their job quite poorly, and the mistake is on their head. Considering that the turkeys are on sale for $1.99/lbs, getting one for just under four bucks is just a case of 'lucky us'.
So my mum relents, and we take our little treasure up to check-out, where my mum points out the obvious mistake on the price tag to the clerk. The clerk has to call over a manager, who then puts a call into the meat department, and as the price tag on the turkey checks out as legit, the store is forced to sell us what should have easily been a $23-24 bird for a criminally under priced $3.92!
So after seeing that at least one bird has been badly mispriced, the meat department manager was forced to;
a) find out who all were working when that entire batch of turkeys was priced. (then likely tear someone/s a new one!)
b) go through the entire bin of turkeys and re-check that all the other price tags were correct... there had to be at least 40+ turkeys in the refer bin, with the majority of them being larger birds! (we saw a few $60-70 birds in there!)
As anyone who's ever worked or knows anyone who's worked in the grocery industry knows, stores don't make much profit on food. So having to take what was at least a $20 loss on that turkey was definitely a bitter pill to swallow!
Buttery Commissar wrote: I'm not sure if it's a horror story, but I was punished for probably the saddest reasons I can remember, back when I worked at an old folks' residential home.
One of the residents was a genuinely 100+ year old woman, who was very quiet. On my shift, she fell and hit her head on the wall, and because I wasn't trained in the required equipment to lift her, I stayed with her while the other staff went to get it.
She started crying for her mother. I was sixteen, and I didn't know what to do, so I just sat on the floor with her and held her hand and stroked her hair.
Because I wasn't wearing gloves, and she had cut herself during the fall, I was dragged into an office and fired.
That's the most light-hearted story I can tell about that place.
Jesus butters. i though the last story was bad it just gets worse and worse :/
I was at the grocery store and there was a man that I'd guess was in his early 80s. I'm not sure what exactly happened but he had fallen and broke his hip and there were a couple of employees trying to keep him calm until the paramedics came. What made the situation really bad was that he had a waste collection bag and when he fell he'd landed on it. The bag ruptured and sprayed liquid poop everywhere, the smell was unbearable and it pretty much cleared the store of customers.
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FoxPhoenix135 wrote: Buttery... don't take this the wrong way, but I think you should have to space out your posts more. They are just so darn depressing...
It wasn't all bad there. I was allowed to cuddle the residents in the corridors and public rooms of they asked, and one time a lady kissed me on the forehead for sorting out her cardigan buttons.
I had to break up a lot of fights in the games room, and got stabbed with a fork once for my efforts.
At one point Frazzled worked with children. Some say this was a bad idea given Frazzled hatred of all things non-canine. Frazzled work as a defacto carney in a crapped out kids amusement park. The machinery was ancient and never ever kept up.
On one ride-cars and motorcycles on a merrygoround, if you stepped on the central frame it would open up the floor boards and the machinery. Well it was so messed up kids could run along and open those boards just by running by.
So I told you that story to tell you this one. When you ran these rides, most of them you did not keep a true account but had an idea in your head of who got off so you could start letting other people on (or helping the little germ machines onto their rides). Well I had a weird feeling so I circled the thing, noticed one of the boards up. I climbed up to it and a kid had slid through the open board and was sitting ON TOP THE OPEN GEARS.
Had I not checked it would have been horror movie time.
-"Wait a minute.....who is that Frazz is talking to in the gallery? Hmmm something is going on here.....Oh.... it seems there is some dispute over video taping of some sort......Frazz is really upset now..........wait a minute......whats he go there.......is it? Can it be?....Frazz has just unleashed his hidden weiner dog from his mini bag, while quoting shakespeares "Let slip the dogs the war!!" GG
-"Don't mind Frazzled. He's just Dakka's crazy old dude locked in the attic. He's harmless. Mostly."
-TBone the Magnificent 1999-2014, Long Live the King!
Hey, this isn't Frazzled saved the day, it says horror stories on the label and it's Grud dammed horror stories I came for! Not a warm glow or happy flappy granny cuddling!
Bad Frazz, Bad!
How do you promote your Hobby? - Legoburner "I run some crappy wargaming website "
One of the things we must do before creating product for a client, but after taking their money, is log final confirmation of their go-ahead. An email, a text, and instant message, etc.
One of the girls working in our department used her phone to screenshot confirmation over Whatsapp messenger.
She submitted to the system. She then realised her Whatsapp messenger image backgroup was her very clearly performing oral sex on her boyfriend.
Cue a group scramble to remove all traces of the image from the system before the boss saw.
"How did you not notice?"
"It's been my picture for eight months."
"Why not a nicer picture, or a pet?"
"I really liked looking at it."
We were once so close to heaven, St. Peter came out and gave us medals; declaring us "The nicest of the damned".
“Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.'”
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-px27tzAtVwZpZ4ljopV2w "ashtrays and teacups do not count as cover"
"jack of all trades, master of none; certainly better than a master of one"
The Ordo Reductor - the guy's who make wonderful things like the Landraider Achillies, but can't use them in battle..
Before anyone thinks I'm shaming her for that picture...
This wasn't about the particular act, so much as the humour of uploading it to our system. It could just as easily have been her cat or baby, and we'd have had to take it out. But there was urgency due to it being a visible cock.
I like her very much, and she is often immensely kind and thoughtful. But also this kind of thing happens very regularly.
I've worked with people like that.One of my coworkers came in one day on some kind of cold or cough medicine and started rambling about her proclivity for oral sex, sex during menstruation, and, for some reason, public transportation in Philly. That was a weird day.
We also used to have a couple who both worked in the cafe and who would ...disappear into the back room of the cafe (which was isolated from the more heavily trafficked back areas, and apparently not monitored). I remember the meeting when one of the supervisors just casually mentioned that they seemed to take a long time in the back and everyone just sort of put the pieces together all at the same time, then simultaneously all turned toward the GM. "Aww gak."
I'm pretty sure nothing has happened in our building due to large glass doors on all the offices, but I'm praying I never get picked to go to a trade show, as there are a lot of legendary deal closing activities I'm not equipped to cope with.
I'm afraid I can't tell you my specific job, as that narrows my placement down to a few companies in the UK.
The short version is I take clients' ideas and designs and make them... designier. There's a lot of sitting in front of computers.
I occasionally escape into production and get to weed vinyl, because the computer monitors are very hot.
Flailing on the beach like a beached whale. While also wearing fashionable panties.
Nevermind
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TheEyeOfNight I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes.
Tactical_Spam Vanden clearly loves making sweet sweet love to his school. He is the most passionate, learning oriented individual you will ever meet.
War Kitten You should ask nicely before hitting people with your stick Vanden. We're a polite society after all.
2BlackJack1 Snow is great though. Snowmen, snowball fights, frostbite, snow forts, what's not to love?
Kharne the Befriender It's just the smug look of eternal irony while you wait for Creed to pull out his Baneblade so you can steal it.
War Kitten I love how this has gone from a deathly serious war to a discussion about how Vanden is secretly a whale wearing panties. Welcome to the Crusade of Fury.
Irishpeacockz Well this crusade will be endless then as I imagine Vandan has a large collection of inflatables lying around
Sgt. Vanden wrote: -Was at FLGS about a week ago
-One of my mates was meeting a random for a 40k game there
-I was gonna be the 'neutral'(yea fucken right...) judge
-30mins after arranged time guy shows up
-Mates ok with it
-Game starts
-Space Marine vs Dark Eldar
-Game going great, everybody having gak tonne of fun
-Hear noise couple metres behind me
-Mate goes pale
-Turn and see a random holding a bowie knife
-He's adressing Store manager
-Store manager getting money out of register
-Random leans in too close to Store Manager
-Store Manager grabs his wrist and pulls him close
-Headbutts
-Guy drops knife
-Random that was playing game with my mate tackles robber and restrains him
-He pulls out a badge and handcuffs
-mfw I realise I was reffing a undercover cop
-Guy gets arrested
-I buy cop pizza
-Space Marines win
-Store manager shows us photo of him and his Karate class
-Lol'd
You must be new here. This is the "horror story" thread. That sounds awesome!!
Reality is a nice place to visit, but I'd hate to live there.
Manchu wrote:I'm a Catholic. We eat our God.
Due to work, I can usually only ship any sales or trades out on Saturday morning. Please trade/purchase with this in mind.
Sgt. Vanden wrote: -Was at FLGS about a week ago
-One of my mates was meeting a random for a 40k game there
-I was gonna be the 'neutral'(yea fucken right...) judge
-30mins after arranged time guy shows up
-Mates ok with it
-Game starts
-Space Marine vs Dark Eldar
-Game going great, everybody having gak tonne of fun
-Hear noise couple metres behind me
-Mate goes pale
-Turn and see a random holding a bowie knife
-He's adressing Store manager
-Store manager getting money out of register
-Random leans in too close to Store Manager
-Store Manager grabs his wrist and pulls him close
-Headbutts
-Guy drops knife
-Random that was playing game with my mate tackles robber and restrains him
-He pulls out a badge and handcuffs
-mfw I realise I was reffing a undercover cop
-Guy gets arrested
-I buy cop pizza
-Space Marines win
-Store manager shows us photo of him and his Karate class
-Lol'd
You must be new here. This is the "horror story" thread. That sounds awesome!!
Oh feth, misread the thread...Brb while I find a thread suitible...
TheEyeOfNight I swear, this thread is 70% smack talk, 20% RP organization, and 10% butt jokes.
Tactical_Spam Vanden clearly loves making sweet sweet love to his school. He is the most passionate, learning oriented individual you will ever meet.
War Kitten You should ask nicely before hitting people with your stick Vanden. We're a polite society after all.
2BlackJack1 Snow is great though. Snowmen, snowball fights, frostbite, snow forts, what's not to love?
Kharne the Befriender It's just the smug look of eternal irony while you wait for Creed to pull out his Baneblade so you can steal it.
War Kitten I love how this has gone from a deathly serious war to a discussion about how Vanden is secretly a whale wearing panties. Welcome to the Crusade of Fury.
Irishpeacockz Well this crusade will be endless then as I imagine Vandan has a large collection of inflatables lying around
Oh and messing up the wall I spent 3 hopurs sorting the momment I walk away from it.... Grrrrrrrrrr...
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Oh and people stealing 99p DVDs....
Charity shop retail!
Why does any retail involve bodily fluids stories? Seriously? Do people not think workers are human?
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Sgt. Vanden - OOC Hey, that was your doing. I didn't choose to fly in the "Dongerprise'.
"May the odds be ever in your favour"
Hybrid Son Of Oxayotl wrote:
I have no clue how Dakka's moderation work. I expect it involves throwing a lot of d100 and looking at many random tables.
FudgeDumper - It could be that you are just so uncomfortable with the idea of your chapters primarch having his way with a docile tyranid spore cyst, that you must deny they have any feelings at all.
I was filling shelves at a local mom and pop grocery store. Wheeled a pallet of dog food into the pet aisle and was greeted by the sight of an elderly man squatting by the Alpo, pants down, gaking on the floor.
I wasn't sure whether to call for help or direct him to the paper products, but instinct kicked in and I ran away to the manager's office to inform her there was an old bloke taking a dump near the pet food and it was probably in breach of health code.
We returned to the scene of the crime and the suspect had fled, never to be seen again...
Buttery Commissar wrote: I'm counting today.
Got pulled outside by the boss of the entire company in what I assumed was going to be a "GTFO" conversation.
Turns out he was concerned that I look perpetually worried.
I had to explain that is my face, it always looks like that.
Should have said you're perpetually worried about getting pulled outside by the boss and that the entire scenario is manifesting your nightmares.
Buttery Commissar wrote: I'm counting today.
Got pulled outside by the boss of the entire company in what I assumed was going to be a "GTFO" conversation.
Turns out he was concerned that I look perpetually worried.
I had to explain that is my face, it always looks like that.
Mine would also always look like that if I'd had seen the things you've seen
I went from 5 days a week, to one, to none because of the gak I had to deal with in one of those.
The place I worked was the city's distribution center, so mostly a warehouse with a bit of a storefront. We went through four managers in as many months, and most of the "volunteers" lasted shorter than that.
The place was a dump (worse than your general store jobs, at least the messes are spaced throughout the day). Clothes lying on the floor, the books collapsed into a big pile next to the shelves, empty drinks cans in the toys section... My nightmare with the place was I cared about the presentation, so my days devolved into taking every hour out of three putting back the carnage the customer's made. ...Which set the expectation that I was the cleaner, so then people complained the place was a dump and why wasn't *I* tidying it up.
...Then one manager said that policy didn't permit me to tidy stuff up. I needed to do a health and safety course first. I did the course. I followed the material the letter. Want me to clean that top shelf? Out comes the ladders and warning signs.
Eventually the savvy guy who wasn't a policy tyrant took over (the guy who actually tried to make the place money instead of selling just clothes and throwing out brand new consoles). I was already going out the door by then. Some pretty outspoken Nazis started volunteering there the next day.
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