AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Post your workplace shenanigans, like that time a customer ordered 20 boxes of hot wings and you told it would take an hour and a half and he got SO rustled at you.

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Anyways, I work two jobs, but my more interesting stories have happened at Pizza Hut so far. Yesterday alone, I had a guy ask for an order sent to the hospital, who then handed the phone to another woman that I'm pretty sure was the one at the hospital on medication, another guy came in and wanted pineapple on his breadsticks(which I was more than pop flyin' to do), and another guy gave me an invitation to his church as a tip.

I was going to mow the next door neighbor's lawn this one time, but the push mower wouldn't start. I called over my dad to start it, and got behind him to watch him fix it. And then he elbowed me in the face.

I worked for a lady as a sign language interpreter and she worked in for a company called Action Link. (they set up the electronic displays and make sure stores have the right models on display) We used to deal with so many assholes. You have no idea how many stores won't update the floor TV models. Tons of people also gave us a hassle because she was hard of hearing.

I work at a movie theater and I do have one co-worker who isn't completely awful, he just gets on my nerves sometimes. For example, he leaves the concession stand sometimes, when we're busy, claiming that he was getting items to stock. And don't get me started on the many other stories I have from working there for four years.

I work at a deli and you would not believe the number of people who think it's optional to stay at the counter while I slice things for them.

God. DAMMIT.

I told my manager at Pizza Hut what days and times I have class WHEN I CAME IN FOR ORIENTATION, I'm now in my second week working there, and I still got scheduled for EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I. HAVE. CLASS.

I work as a manager at a video game store, and you would not BELIEVE the amount of times I've had people try to trade in game systems that were infested with bugs. Hell just last week I sprayed a system with some canned air and out popped two roaches and several spiders.

NEEDLESS TO SAY WE DON'T TAKE EM

I've never tried to trade in a system before, is there a more intense at-the-counter process than I'm imagining?

Y'all know how nonfiction books are arranged in a library, right? Well apparently one of our volunteers didn't get the memo and set out to organize them in the proper order,
By size.
Several hours later he's two bookshelves in and around 1800 books have been completely shuffled. I run into what we've taken to calling bookpocalypse andimmediately begin fixing shit. He approaches me and tells me why am I changing the shelves. I explain that the shelves are arranged by subject and shit, he refuses the truth and adamantly defends his bold new decision by showing me the slope the books now form. I'd like highlight this point, he was really proud of these slopes for some reason.
I keep trying to explain, but he doesn't care or even know. I get one of the higher ranked librarians to help me out, cuz I'm not paid enough to deal with some of the weirdos we get. She proceeds to deal with him while I run off to deal with another library disaster.

Once upon a time, I was a prep cook for a prominent tourist restaurant. Besides preparing food before it went on the line, I more or less took care of whatever odd cleaning duties needed to be done (a job I find myself doing everywhere I work).

One night while taking the trashcans downstairs (elevator) to the dumpster, I lost grip of one of the bins and tossed the whole thing into the dumpster, bag and bin and garbage and all. I couldn't pull the thing out without jumping in after it and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get back out if I went in, so I went back upstairs.

I told the manager that "someone" threw a whole trashcan into the dumpster and just left it there (other people do take trash out from time to time), what a bastard, am I right? So we go downstairs and I hop in and fish it out with him there as backup in case I had trouble removing myself. When we get back upstairs, I hear him start shouting at the kitchen, demanding to know who threw a garbage bin into the dumpster. No one spoke up, of course, so he said he was going to watch the security cameras (I learned that very second that there were cameras throughout the restaurant) and find out himself and God help whoever he saw throwing away perfectly good trashcans.

So about five minutes go by, I've washed up and tried to distract myself with cleaning the prep room and it's not working, so I headed to the office to talk to the manager. I arrived just in time to see myself in black and white, clumsily tossing a trashcan into the dumpster. I watched a silent version of myself pantomime outrage and confusion and finally walk away in frustration. My manager wouldn't stop laughing.

So what happened to trash can?

It lived to hold trash another day.

I have a better story from the same restaurant, I'll share it some other time.

WTF? I thought you meant computer bugs, Like glitches or corrupt files, not roaches. How does that even happen?

ostensibly working one full time job

except there hasn't been enough work, so I'm only scheduled to go in three times a week

the first long weekend was nice, but I think I'd rather have the cash. It's really not their fault if there isn't enough work to do though. Just kind of a lame situation

Some people are just.. blerg. I hated inspecting materials at this one library because they'd occasionally come back filled with roaches.