Suit #1: Hey, did the DB team ever send you that data for your report?
Suit #2: No.
Suit #1: Can’t you just make up the numbers?
Suit #2: I would, but I already made up 60% of the numbers in the report.
Suit #1: 60%?
Suit #2: Yeah, generally 40% of the numbers in a report have to be accurate. It’s an accepted standard.
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(I had two deliveries in the same area, and I had the 2 orders in one bag. I get to first house, take the pizza out of the bag and go to the door.)
Me: “Hi, that will be $28.27.”
Customer: “What is this? Where’s my bag?!”
Me: “What do you mean? What bag?”
Customer: “My security bag!”
Me: “You mean heat-wave bag?”
Customer: “NO! MY SECURITY F*****G BAG!”
Me: “You know, it’s a heat bag to keep the pizza warm, and it’s held with velcro.”
Customer: “ARE YOU F*****G STUPID?! I WANT MY SECURITY FACTOR! HOW DO I KNOW YOU DIDN’T PUT ACID IN MY BAG AND TRY TO KILL ME?!”
Me: “Well…here is your pizza.” *collects money* “You may call the store with any complaints.”
(Later she called the store and told the manager she couldn’t put it in her garbage because there might be acid in it.)
She got promoted into the job as there’s no one else available (She’s been with the company for 10 years while I have been only been working here for 2 years). As part to the “bargain” to seal the deal of her taking over the Manager position, her relatives had to be given the boot. I can totally see where this is coming from the relatives are nice bunch but they don’t pull their weight when it comes to work and are quite frequently sick and their departure gives her full reign to be the major bitch that she is.
She micro manages and her perspective is totally out of line with a normal person. She gives vague instructions and if a problem occurs it is because we did not listen to her???! She’s away from taking any responsibility but if something good happens, she will vie for full credit. She is stingy but only on others, we are expected to DIY any repairs ourselves while she gets to splurge on luxuries in the name of Company.
Her idea of a gift to you is to either claim it from the Company or to give you discount vouchers that someone else passed to her and that she does not want it.
(I’m working the front of a tanning salon and a customer comes up to me, completely naked.)
Customer: “Does this tan look even to you?”
Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but I need you to go back to your booth and put your clothes on. You’re bothering the other customers.”
Customer: “But I need to know if this tan is even. Does it look like I’m burning?”
Me: *trying not to look at her* “Ma’am, I’m sorry. I need you to go back to your booth and put your clothes on. You can’t just walk around
naked.”
Customer: “Fine! You’re no help at all!”