I Don't Like Mondays

[Exeres]

A thread for job stories, either from current employment or from previous occupations.

[MakingLoveWithMyEgo]

I was working in a restaurant and one of the owners came back and announced that if any of us had complaints about not being paid (valid complaints considering they were three weeks behind), he would fire us all and replace us all with two mexicans who would do our jobs better than us.

I hope he gets salmonella .

[Exeres]

I worked in maintenance at a hotel in town. One day I was tasked with removing a wasps' nest from underneath a stairwell. On the best of days, I am not a fan of stinging insects, but this was my first assignment that wasn't taking out trash or unclogging toilets, so I was excited to do something that mattered.

Ten minutes later, I'm still standing thirty feet away from the nest with foaming wasp killer, trying to psych myself up for this. I finally decide it's time to go for it, so I start spraying. Five seconds I manage to force myself to stand there and hit the entire nest and whatever wasps were outside, then I turn and I fucking run. I sprint all the way to the front desk and close the door behind me as fast as I can, making sure that nothing followed me in. Then I just kind of sit there, shell-shocked, wondering how many guests I've killed on account of the invincible killer wasps I just rustled off.

When I finally went to see the remains of the nest, everything was better than expected.

[Odds]

today three morons in laser tag left without telling anyone

particularly me who was at laser tag desk scheduling the laser tag games

i had games happening every 15 minutes with only one attendant in laser tag all because no one told me they were clocking out



also i get a large amount of bemusement when people ask me where the restrooms are when we have this gigantic fucking neon sign with a bright red arrow screaming in your face that says "RESTROOMS"

[FMAWolf]

When I was working at the discount theater I had people coming to me constantly asking what theater their movie was in. Mind you, they would be told what theater and what side of the building the movie was on the instant the ticket was taken when the walk in the door by the person on point, and we had rather large signs stating what theater was on what side of the building. Their ticket also stated in giant fucking print what number theater they were in.

My favorite had to be however when I started out in box and we told this one woman how many seats were in the theater still (the computer lets us know) and she wanted to know if there were two that were next to each other. It was hard not to come back with a sarcastic response.

[Nachalnik]

[Exeres]

Oh goodie, you found the thread's namesake. I wasn't sure anyone else even knew of Bob Geldof.

[Terraem]

Beware anyone seeking uniformed work at an airport. It's fairly easy to notice which nationalities get lost most easily.

Schiphol airport in Amsterdam wins awards every year for being easy to find your way in, but some people still manage to get completely lost, especially when standing right besides a big, yellow, backlit sign telling them where they need to be.

Needless to say, I had people asking me where the toilets are when standing next to the toilets. Once when walking past a gate where a plane from the US was unboarding, most if not all passangers proceeded to stand in line next to me, so they could ask me where they needed to go. "Look at the daisies huge yellow sign next you, daisies it!"