What scumbags, laid people off with up to 10 years seniority just before Christmas. Going to consolidate their freight to other storage facilities, work people harder, pay them the same and continue to crap all over them! What happened to me? Go laid off, got called back, worked for 2 days, oops from managers “Sorry, we made a mistake, your laid off again”! After 2 days, coming back and working these shitheads fire us again. Merry *&$*#@ Christmas.
Mid-size corporation in central Texas. I’ll start with the company Christmas party. We were “told” to clock out at 3:30p, forcing us to donate our time and attendance while the ‘boss’ delegated responsibilities in helping with games, food (we each had to bring 2 dishes or desserts) and clean up for 100+ employees. To make sure the worker bees attended, he withheld paychecks until an hour after the party started. The prizes given out were from his OWN pawn shop store (can you say write off?) He did invite a soldier and his family to attend .. oh, and he made sure 2 camera crews were there as well .. to document his ‘giving back’ to the community and his gift-giving generosity.
Difference between this story and some of the others is .. when I clocked out .. I went home. I did not attend the party. My time is MY TIME. I refuse to work for nothing. A selfless act is one thing .. but it should be voluntary .. not mandatory. Let me know what you think of this “boss”.
(I work at the photo department and am checking out a customer with a “Happy Birthday, Grand Son!” birthday card.)
Customer: “Hello… I only have this one birthday card.”
Me: “Okay, that’ll be $3.15. I just need your signature on the line, please.”
(The customer begins to sign her receipt, then pauses. She looks closely at the slip, then looks up at me, angry.)
Customer: “Now how does this know who I am?!”
Me: “… excuse me?”
Customer: “It has my name on it! Right here, below the line! I have never shopped here before. Where did you get my information?”
Me: “Ma’am, the information comes from your credit card.”
Customer: “Well!”
(She signs the slip and gives it to me. I put the slip in the register drawer.)
Customer: “And what are you doing with that? It has my information on it. You can’t just keep it!”
Me: “Umm, we have to keep it. That’s how you pay for things…” *register prompts for a zip code* “… and may I get your zip code, please?”
Customer: “Why do you need my address?!”
Me: “Well, American Express needs it. It’s a security measure. And it doesn’t need your whole address, just the zip code.”
Customer: “This is identity theft! Give me back my signature!”
Me: “Um, I promise you, I am not. And I can’t open the drawer mid-transaction, but I can call a manager to cancel your transaction.”
Customer: “You aren’t a cashier! How do I even know you work here?!””
Me: “Well, here’s my name tag. And my picture is on the wall.”
Customer: “If you work in the photo department, that could be photoshopped! You do not work here! I want a manager!”
Me: “Umm, okay…” *calls manager*
Manager: “What can I help you with today?”
Customer: “This thief is stealing my personal identity!”
Manager: “Excuse me?”
Customer: “I want my signature back! She is asking too many questions!”
Manager: “Okay, I will take it from here. So what is your zip code?”
(My manager takes care of the rest of the transaction. The receipt then prints out…)
Manager: “Here you go! Tell your grandson to have a happy birthday!”
Customer: “AND HOW DO YOU KNOW MY GRAND SON!? YOU PEOPLE STOP AT NOTHING! I AM REPORTING YOU! THIS IS ILLEGAL!” *continues yelling all the way out the door*
I have a co-worker who is a chronic liar, while it entertains me more than it irritates me, some days are worse than others. We work for a decent company where the wages are better than average but nothing to brag about. This guy is like 22 years old and lives at home with his mother. However he tells everyone at work that he not only own his own condo (which he bought outright- no mortgage) and that he owns a home in Beverly Hills in the same neighborhood as Tommy Lee, but his house can not be seen on Google earth because it is a “blocked” residence. I was unaware such blocking capabilities exist. He is also a rock star…overseas of course. He once took a trip to London over the weekend and the flight he said took him 9 hours. We are in Arizona.
He is all of these things and is able to still buy $200 sneakers. On our wages I believe that is only possible if all of your living expenses are paid from other income. Rock star income maybe or your mothers income. Either way he really gets on my nerves. God forbid he actually say something funny and I laugh because then he does not shut up. He brings his guitar to work and sings out loud showing off his screeching animal in pain voice and mind you we work in customer service so everyone hears the part we are having in the background. How I would love to burst his bubble , in public only otherwise the feeling would not be as satisfying. I am sure that any adult with the slightest bit of common sense can see through this hilarious rock star persona, and how other people feel about other people at work really is not one of my biggest concerns, so needless to say I will probably never burst his bubble, in public or otherwise. I can only hope he one day stumbles across this site to bitch about my bitchiness here at work and coincidentally identify with this post.