Stupid CoWorkers

“This happened a long time ago but it still makes my jaw drop every time I think about it.

Around 1994 or so, I was slaving away in a fast food place. Hardly glamorous, but it was a job. On one particular day we had two people call in sick. And *nobody else* would come in, so we had to work the lunch crowd with a whopping four people. It was pure hell, but somehow we made it.

After the lunch crowd diminished and we were cleaning up the wreckage, one of our less-than-reliable teenage employees “Mike” (name changed to protect the guilty) comes in with a bunch of his scuzzy friends (the kind who think underage drinking and smoking are *so coooollll*). Now this same kid wouldn’t help us when we really needed it, and now he’s stopping by with his friends. Alrighty, bad judgement, but nothing that can’t be overlooked, right?

Now here’s the kicker: “Mike” wanted me or the Shift Leader (we were over 21) to go get him and the rest his underage friends some beer!!! This little maggot honestly expected us to just drop what we were doing and break the law for him. Said Shift Leader told “Mike” he could either clock in and help or get his sorry ass out.

“Mike” didn’t last much longer.”

Stupid CoWorkers

I work in a fairly large group. The majority of the group has formed a tight-knit clique that I’m not sure I’m sorry I’m not a part of. Here is a brief description of the members. On the one hand I feel left out, the other part of me makes me wonder..do I really want to be seen with these people?

All names have been changed.

Nate – Likes to ask people who they voted for in the last election or other political issues. If you don’t agree he will start argument. My mistake was disagreeing once. I received emails with links to various political sites and asking if I was kidding. about disagreeing. Has noise-making toys he plays with all day. We sit in small cubes. Had a fight with someone else. Subscribed him to dozens of dirty magazines that filled his inbox.

Lisa – Wears lowcut tops. Begs for compliments. Intentionally flaunts her large boobs. Talks constantly. Taps fingernails on desk. Jealous or women with better jewelry.

Ivan – Foreigner from eastern europe. Talks with mouth full of food. Shows dirty pics to Lisa that he got from Nate. Has a thing for Lisa.

Ryan- Chauvinistic old man, thinks women should be at home. Stares at younger women. Drinks during lunch. Constantly looking over people shoulders at their computers. Massive brown noser. Drinks mouthwash straight out of the bottle.

Gary- Has annoying noisemakers in his cube. Thinks the worst of people. Sounds like Pollyana. Plays horrible pranks on people.”

Stupid CoWorkers

I work in what I guess would be called a medium sized office environment. We have one refrigerator in the lunchroom where everyone of course puts their food and snacks. One Friday, I brought in some newly purchased food to last me for a few days, a few apples, a few cans of soda, some dried fruit, some cheese for crackers. About $15.00 worth of food, all kept neat and nice in one large ziplock bag and place don the door of the fridge.

Some of the employees here have a habit of leaving leftovers in the fridge. Forever. The amount of leftovers gradually builds up, food is squashed, things leak, things get moldy, the fridge becomes a disgusting mess, as was the case that Friday. However, seeing as my food was nicely sealed and tucked away on the door, I thought it safe. I was wrong.

I come in Monday and find the fridge bare of all food and nicely cleaned. Fine, that’s nice. But where is all the food I just bought. It must be in the large trash bag fool of rotting, leaking food sitting next to the fridge. This is not a good way to start my Monday morning.

It would seem that the owner of the company took it upon himself to clean out the fridge, and forsaking all common sense, threw out everything, including things that should have clearly been recognizable as new or fresh food. For example, unopened cans of soda. But no, it was all tossed.

I don’t make a proper salary, and I have a mortgage and bills to pay every month, so I can’t really afford to have $15 thrown in the trash like that. Additionally, I now had no food for the day as well, so I would have to spend more money. I was pissed. But I kept my composure and approached the boss to mention that he could have made an announcement that he was cleaning the fridge, and I would have gotten my food out of there.

He becomes suddenly enraged, screaming that he isnt going to sift through our disgusting food to read expiration dates. I said to him, “I didn’t ask you to do that. I just thought it would have made sense to make an announcement, since not everyone had old food in there, some of it was obviously new, and not everyone is a slob.”

He starts screaming, “You want your fucking food! Here, here it is.” And proceeds to rip the trash bag out of the can, rip it open, and spill all its contents onto the floor of the kitchen. And this was a completely full, economy-sized trash bag. Then he storms off. His daughter, who witnessed the the incident, now expects me to help her clean up.

So not only am I out my food, but Im supposed to pick up trash now too? I dont think so. I tell her he’s the boss of the company, maybe he can afford to throw food away, but I can’t. And I’m not picking up his mess either.

I tried to be civil, his reaction was just ridiculous. But at least he wound up having to clean his own mess, since he fired the cleaning person the week earlier.

Stupid CoWorkers

I worked in a law office as a “legal assistant,” which I found out apparently means underpaid paralegal. My coworkers and I would write legal documents for the attorneys because the attorneys did not know how to write the documents themselves — they had no clue. They did make feeble attempts at dictation, but it became apparent to us that we were better off just writing them ourselves.