Work stories thread? Work stories thread

Work stories thread? Work stories thread.

>work as food delivery for foodora
>a company which delivers food from restaurants to fat fucks who won't cook for themselves or even leave their apartments
>cuz I have no goals in my life

Anyway
>about to head home after a slow night
>last minute of my shift I get an order
>fml
>bike to restaurant, ask for food for user MacFatass III
>waiter gives me an amused look, tells me to wait
>look through the details of the order in order so that they won't forget to bring me anything
>dear god
>15 item order
>a full meal is one to two items
>I'm supposed to fit this in my pink little backpack

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>waiter gets back
>gives me this monstrosity of an order
>laughs audibly
>somehow manage to fit this in my retardedly small backpack
>waddle out
>get on bike
>go to delivery location
>go up to door
>bane looking motherfucker comes up to me
>yo man that's mine
>... 'Kay
>shows me confirmation
>hand him order
>dude sits down right on the curb and promptly begins to eat the seven person meal all by himself
>mfw

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> deliver food to fat neckbeard
> called foodora
Made me kek

lel i also have this shit job

fuck, i could tell you about how a kinda skinny girl sucessfully tamed three niggers at a retirement home, keep thread bumped while i type, if you want to hear

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And yeah, most of us lul at that too

Aite, I'll bump for potential

bump for more stories

Bumper cars!

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>mfw
I work at foodora

Let's take a moment to marvel at the sheer incompetence of dispatch

I know them but can't say if they are good or bad at their jobs

not a driver btw

>be me, 18
>couple years ago
>shitty summer work at a old people home
>i am a groundkeeper, sort of fixing some stuff, cleaning, and answering phones
>besides me, there is about 20-25 "summerchildren", basically hired by the state to do mundane work and babbling with old people for shit pay
>anyway, children (16-18 y/o) are divided into teams of 4, and each handling a section in the home
>one of the sections has a sort of slender blonde, freckles all over and a cute face
>she ended up working with three absolute niggers
>now these were proper niggers, and not "black youths" loud as fuck, not doing shit and so on
>last week on the job, on the wednesday they got very touchy on the girl, she told them to fuck off, didn't listen and so on
>decided i wasn't going to whiteknight and go home
>next day, only two niggers appear, and one of the having an even more black eye
>wtf.rar
>didnt think much off it at that time
>friday comes around
>check in last day on friday
>girl is sitting in chair, with sunglasses
>ask her is she's slacking (i was a little higher up in the ranking and could ask them to do shit, and help with cleaning and that)
>she says only the niggers are working
>keeps explaining, that they have volunteered
>doubt.exe
>after a bit of trashtalking she explain after they got very close on the Wednesday, she "had to defend herself)
>at this point nigger no3 that didn't shop up on thursday comes out with a drink in her hand and gives it to the girl

fuck, cont next

Once got an order with 0,2 km distance fucking lazy fat fuckers

Nice dubs
Depends on the city I suppose but where I work it gets pretty bad

>answer phones at a pizza place
>no horror stories but take card numbers over the phone
>and like half the time when I ask for expiration they're like
>zero two two zero
>IT'S A FUCKING DATE YOU MORON
>TWO-TWENTY
>I DON'T NEED YOU TO READ OUT EACH DIGIT
>FUCK
This makes me angry in ways I can't comprehend.

Wait, did she actually tame the apes?

>she gets angry with being offered a drink
>WHERE IS MY ICE
>w-what
>she now threatens a this guy, and he is clearly listening
>get me ice
>nigger scampers off
>i start wtf:ing, wanting to know what is going on

now, during this time, the other nigs were actually working, to everyone suprise

>she apparently beat two of them up, one receiving a fucked up leg and the other a black eye
>spill spaghetti, asking her if she has done kickboxing or something
>no, my dad taught me a few things
>he is a ranger
>at this point nigger no3 comes back with a pack of fucking ice, and dropped two cubes back in her drink
>"good, now go back in and get back to work"

>mfw a 6'8 blond tamed three niggers after they tried to rape her

>6'8 blonde
Can't say I'm surprised tbh

fuck mang, that was supposed to be 5'8 ofc

>mfw

oh yeah here's a fun one
>pretty slow
>dude comes in with his girlfriend
>trying to impress his lady or something
>orders a small white pie with extra extra garlic
>"load it with garlic"
>Implied to be a not really but help me look good here
>alright man give it like fifteen minutes you can chill outside
>tell the line to "really lay it on, he's trying to look cool" when they question the extra extra garlic
>laughs all around
>line can hardly contain themselves as they load all of the chopped garlic we had ready into it
>had to have been 15 cloves total
>place entirely covered in the bouquet of garlic
I don't think he appreciated us but we did exactly what he asked us to.

no one else?

Reminds me of when my boss at my last job as a charity worker told me to have "more energy" when I approached people, and to not limit myself to the people who looked inviting

>my actual job is to walk up to people on the street, ask them what their favorite thing is, and give them this long pitch about how they essentially wouldn't be able to to that if they were retarded or had cancer or something
>spend remainder of shift jumping at stressed looking people while yelling "HEY MAN AT LEAST YOU DON'T HAVE AUTISM"
>almost get fired

>Work evening shifts at a burrito shop in town.
>Be working Saturday night, kids eat free night.
>Shop is kinda slow, it's usually busy as fuck with screaming shitspawn
>Don't think about it, just gives me time to get side work done.
>About 10 minutes till close, we close at 9.
>Look out and see 4 minivans pull up.
>My face pales as I go grab the only other person on shift.
>We glove up and man our posts as at least 14 little fuck faces run in screaming with their parents trailing behind.
>I still remember their shit eating grins.....

>proper niggers

lel, le new meme: le PROPER NIGGERS

Aww hell no

i dont think we need more half-shitty memes

Bump for more, this is pretty fun

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I do it because it's easier to hear numbers that way.

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foodora marketing department seems to be here too

Well played

ehh, more fan of the nigger getting btfo tbh

gotcha

I mean at least some of us must have jobs, keep thread alive by posting stories

>working for pizza place years ago
>236 kim st orders everyday never tips
>take two deliveries at once
>236 is right down the road, the other is at least a ten minute drive
>fuckthemtheycanwait.jpg
>on my way to first delivery hit my pipe a few times
>get $10 tip for quick delivery
>Omw back
>long drive fuck it
>Google pron on my cellular
>jerkanddrive.gif
>finish on my hand
>baby batter the cheese of their pizza bc I've wasted at least a full tank on these assholes from previous trips with no reimbursement
>get to the door with the remnants of a justice boner
>236 hands me $20 extra
>"You guys are usually so fast! Must be busy tonight keep the change"
>"Y-you too"
>quit the next day

> working in tech support (networking)
> fucking arguing with end users who think they know better

> USER: Don't bullshit me. I know the network is fine because the cable's plugged in and my laptop can connect to the internet. I know how networking works.
> ME: Listen, you don't understand. The phone isn't going to work because the voice VLAN isn't defined on the switchport. Without that-
> USER: (Interrupts) What's a VLAN? What are you talking about? You're just making this shit up.

On the contrary dickhead, A VLAN is why I'm the technician and you're not. I don't tell you how to file 27B/6 forms (or whatever the fuck you do to justify your paycheck).

> notthatthistypeofshitinfuriatesme.exe

I used to spit in people's food at previous jobs, but they were real jerks who deserved it. I'm never mean to food staff because I know what shit goes on out back.

I regret doing it to this day. I was baked and thought it was so funny before the tip. Other guys I worked with fucked with food so much worse. Changed my perspective in the food industry 1000%

...

>be me
>dated a Stacey
>we go to dinner
>she complains about everything to the fat waiter "too spicy, too hot, too cold..."
>waiter with huge patience, uselessly tries to calm her down
>(wtf this retarded girl, please stop!!).jpeg
>finally I go to pay
>left $20 tip to the waiter and told him "you deserved it for bitches like that"

The only reason I stopped doing shit like that is because I'd either...

A. Get fired.
B. Leave and find a better job.

Literally every customer-facing job I've had meant dealing with cunts day in, day out. I dunno how the fuck people can deal with that shit.

I couldn't even escape that shit when I worked in a call center - people are worse on the phone because it's like they're hiding behind a phone handset. (Does that make sense?)

Also on a side note - you're lucky you got tips as well. We had a tip jar when I worked at a coffee shop, but the fucking wetbacks that worked there would empty it when nobody was looking. Not that they even did any fucking work in the first place.

TL;DR
Don't work in any service/fast-food job of any kind unless you're absolutely desperate for a paycheck.

>Don't work in any service/fast-food job of any kind unless you're absolutely desperate for a paycheck

This. Pink collar gigs are fucking cancer. People seem to believe that becausr they're able to cough up a couple of dollars for food or drinks they get to shit all over whoever is bringing it to them.

Exactly. I made a personal vow to NEVER go back to those lines of work unless I literally had no other options (including collecting a welfare check).

Do what I did - I studied and searched for other jobs as often as I could. Hell, in my call center job I used to surf job listings while I was on the phone to customers.

Sometimes we eat sandwiches that are just bread, butter, salt and a thick layer of garlic around here.

Kek
Bumping

I'm really confused by this. I worked retail and everyone was either friendly or, more frequently, bored and distracted and paying me no attention beyond paying for their shit and going on with their lives. I only had maybe one be a dick to me in a given 3 month period.

>Be stocking shelves at meijer
>Like a regional walmart
>Black guy walks up to me
>Notice his eyes are totally bloodshot
>Mumbles something to me in a thick ass Jamaican accent
>Caught me way off guard
>I don't know how to tell African black and Central American black apart
>Have never heard a Jamaican accent in person
>Ask him to repeat himself
>Says "where's the mac n cheese at man?"
>Point it out at the far end of the aisle
Proceed to laugh my ass off
>My first experience with a Jamaican person was completely stereotypical

I work in self storage.
People are always dicks to me.

>work as linux admin for cs department
>some tech support, but great uni job
>early wednesday in germany
>3 people in office
>two indians walk in
>shitenglish.flif
for context, I spent like 5 years in England
>lul at coworkers' shit english response
>goes on for like 20 minutes
>misunderstandings all around
>shit accent vs shit accent
>indians finally leave
>while walking out, indians rant about shit service
>in
>perfect
>fucking
>german

I used to work at a subway and I have loads of stories. My favorite is one night some chic came in absolutely livid about her salads not being chopped. The first thing she says is "I need to speak to a manager" but we didn't have a night manager it was literally 4 teenagers running the store every night. So I ask her the problem she gives major attitude explaining that she ordered the salads on her phone and wanted them chopped but they aren't chopped, talking to me like I'm an idiot making me read her phone and shit. So I offer to chop the salads for her and she be on her way. No, this bitch wants a refund and the only person who can give refunds is the manager, who isn't there at night. So I call my manager twice, no answer. I then have to ask a coworker who's on break to help me out, we have to call another coworker to get a code to type in to give refunds. I could have chopped her salads and she be on her way in less than half the time it took for us to figure this shit out. But no she wants to be an angry bitch. So we give her the refund and she leaves. But this shit doesn't end there. She then goes to the parking lot and gets in a yelling match with the customer in line behind her. After he drives off she then sits in her car and stares us down through the window for a good 5 minutes before finally driving off.

I feel you.
>I need to speak to a manager
is usually the sign that the next half hour won't be enjoyable in the least.

Unfortunately not everyone is lucky enough to get a retail job where customers don't treat them like shit.

> misunderstandings all around

I'm this guy -- I've worked with Indians who can't speak fucking English on multiple occasions. I totally understand where you're coming from.

Ever tried to explain a network failure to someone who doesn't understand either English or networking? Fucking nightmare.

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Semen

Get out of that job while you can.

>I need to speak to a manager

Half they time they don't though. It's like some customer service trump card they play to win.

>no sir, black is not white no matter how many times you say it.
>get me the manager
>customer gets what they want
>everyfuckingtime.png

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Also that's a fucking amazonian beaut right there mate, no wonder she tamed those nignogs.. 6'8". Damn.

kek
Yeah, it's hard enough to get them to understand the facts, but as soon as it goes international the understanding part becomes a bigger problem than the facts part.
Luckily, as I work for the cs department most users have at least a grasp of the basics, reducing the barrier dramatically, so I'm still awaiting my first
>You're just making this shit up.
customer in almost two years of working there.

Oh shit son. No manager? It's like a chicken-on-rye-footlong-flavored bomb just waiting to go off.
Some day something big will go wrong, and there won't be any manager to take the fall. Get out while you can.

I work as a bartender from time to time, somehow still get retarded amounts of people wanting the manager for the dumbest things

>"I want a glass of red"
>okay, want a specific brand?
>"no anything will work"
>pour wine
>"no I don't want that one"
>wut
>"I want to speak to the manager"

We don't even have one ffs

You guys are pretty lucky you weren't caught.. putting bodily fluid in a food is a felony nowadays.

> as soon as it goes international the understanding part becomes a bigger problem

100% this. I swear companies are too fucking cheap to hire a translator or something.

Then again, most of the Indians I've worked with are fucking retards.

> One of their "in house" (aka Indian) network engineers on site decides to reload an access switch in a building.
> All the VOIP phones in the company's call center just drop complete.
> ohshit.exe

That was a shit day to say the least.

Ever since then, we changed the ring tone for the Indian service desk to this:
youtu.be/1D5Sa2Yq-2g?t=11

Ok was ist das für ne dumme langweilige Geschichte?

Lol I worked as a bartender for a short while. Exact same shit.

> i'll drink anything
> pour drink
> except whatever you just poured
> manager.exe has encountered an error and must close.

Do you not get sick of dealing with drunk dickheads all the time?

That's just rude, krautbro

Did user mistype 5' 8"?

>be working at a shit grocery store when i was 17
>the store never hires any hot chicks
>finally one appears
>her and i have a shift together on her first day closing the store
>shes getting off at 930pm im getting off at 10
>ask her for a ride home when shes leaving and casually score her number
>10pm rolls around and i close the store and jump in her truck
>"want to come smoke bowls at my place?"
>"uhhh....fuck yes?"
>25 minutes later we are at her place and its a fucking mansion
>tells me her parents are on a cruise
>we play pool and throw darts till like 4am
>"my mom also owns a massage table"
>"fuck yes"
>upstairs she pulls out a massage table and tells me to strip
>mfw it was a cold walk to work so i was wearing pillsbury dough boy pjs under my pants
>she laughs her ass off and points at my pjs
>immediately strip down out of those awful things
>she massages me then tells me to massage her
>i massage her, 1 thing leads to another and we fuck in her parents bed
BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE
>her moms a cop
>her dads in the military
>the probably slepted in my cum on their sheets
>i think i got her pregnant and never spoke to her again :3
live long and prosper

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And yeah, while it CAN be funny it's pretty tedious. At least some people are either raised right or have at some point in their lives worked in service.

But believe it or not, the proper drunks are often the nicest since they're lonely and know not to fuck with their dealer

Es zwingt dich keiner diese greentexts zu lesen. GTFO falls du nur hier bist um Scheiße um dich zu werfen.

Checked, and yes

triple topzozzling

here

You're absolutely right dude and I knew the risks I was taking in doing so. It was just a means of petty revenge against strangers who spoke to me like shit -- but it felt great to get back at them, I can't deny it.

I think you're right actually. Come to think of it, the proper regular alcoholics we used to serve were actually surprisingly nice.

>be pizza delivery driver
>store is across the street from the liquor store
>cashier asks me to talk to a customer on the phone
>not unusual, many hard to find addresses in my town and in the '90s so no google maps
>grab ticket
>know exactly where the address is
>w/e some people just think thier place is impossible to find, I'll indulge him
>customer wants me to pick up a bottle of booze
>I'm fine w/ it but ask the owner
>owner says fuck no
>customer says "OK, just cancel that order then."
>order was for the bare minimum for delivery

Tips foodora

Michiganon as well?

I still don't understand this. Once I started working it became clear as fuck that the people on the other side of the counter are just trying to get by, just like me. After that I always try to treat them as nice as possible, since I don't want to be the kind of shit customer for them that I dread while working myself.

Worst people, though? Young tourists. And slavs. Absolutely fuck slavs. They get drunk surprisingly easy, talk loudly, break things and try to intimidate the other guests.

I fucking hate slavs with a passion. Worse than kebab.

kek, as a german I totally get where you're coming from

Imho everyone needs to have worked a dead end job at some point in their lives in order to behave like human fucking beings

>live in fruit town
>not gay fruit but cherries, apples, apricots, etc
>always more jobs than people June-August
>get hired
>friends get hired
>we're all on same shift
>sorted cherries get dumped in a bucket
>we put some sugar and water in the bucket
>seal bucket
>put bucket on pallet
>one day friends and I go partying after work
>tired as fuck the next day
>friend offers me some minithins (ephiderine tablets sold as energy pills in the '90s, basicly children's meth)
>use a Jolt to wash them down
>ffwd 5 minutes
>I'm so jittery and hyper that I'm doing the entire station's job by my self
>friends take it easy
>ffwd a couple hours
>children's meth wears off
>crash hard
>can barely stand up
>friends hide me behind some boxes and let me sleep til the end of the shift
kinda surprised as my friends were dicks that would fuck some one over for shits and giggles

>Work janitorial position.
>Cleaning Mall food court tables, doing trash.
>Have a manager that's a total bro, always tells me if I've done good for the week, would ask for me by name to do special tasks, because he knew I hated working in a loud as fuck glass dome.
>Co-workers are both Hispanic, older woman and younger fuck with three or four kids.
>Both feigned not knowing English, would constantly bring the walkies to me, which I absolutely hated.
>The woman as least worked, the male was too busy sneaking breaks and fucking the carousel lady in the bathroom or chatting with her.
>Main boss was... not a total bitch, but not incredibly nice. Hardass but she tried to be cool and meant it.
>Calls the race card on me for complaining about Hispanic co-workers.
>Mexican's eventually started talking shit about me to all our co-workers, gets my bro manager fired.
>Lets a kid slip and fall in MTN DW, nearly cracks his skull open on the flooring
>Quit that day, still have fucking trauma from the stress and terribleness of the job.

Fuck malls. So much.

Yeah, swedefag here. They're a plague of biblical proportions. Why couldn't you krauts just have finished them off before it was too late

I noticed that about the slavs too. They do get drunk super easy, despite being stereotyped as drinking legends.

see

Indiana, not far at all

Ah, neighbor state. Indy can be a pretty cool place, outside the ghetto parts.

I'm like right across the border from Michigan. Maybe it's just me, but I find it hella boring. Gun laws are sweet though

Bumping this back up, we need more

just nature balancing itself out.

Everything in its proper place and so forth

>im just kidding not a racists lel

No, of course not
:^)

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Bump

I'll bump with you

>all night long bby

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