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Work Anonymous has one of the funnier stories I have seen submitted here... A fellow worker who use to do feed-up duty to the confined housing areas using a standard box style truck. One day as he was backing into the mess hall loading dock, he opened the driver's side door to see more clearly. As he backed up, his security radio dropped from his belt into the road. Leaving the truck in neutral, he hopped down from the cab to retrieve the radio. Returning to the running board, and trying to re-enter the truck, he discovered he could not get into the truck due to interior security locks. The truck continued backwards for a short distance until it encountered a slight embankment, then started to roll forwards. The officer now was in a complete panic, trying to re-enter the truck. Now under normal circumstances, the walkways would have been clear of inmates. But, the chow run was running a little late, with 50 to 100 inmates directly in the path of the now rolling, accelerating truck. He ended up punching the driver's side window out, and diving into the cab. He attempted to operate the brake peddle with his hands. hanging out the window, he narrowly missed several bewildered inmates, coming to rest just 2 feet from a building opposite the Mess hall. The department gave him a commendation for his intelligent response. Later that day he backed up to a porch to drop off food to a building and proceeded to destroy a support column.
Rant Braveheart warns us all to keep an eye out for these two fools... "Me and seven others had to work with two psycho bitches who were in cahoots to lodge grievance reports and formal complaints. They fabricated stories and expanded their false realities to say they were being bullied. All while they were stalking staff and keeping spreadsheets on particular staff comings & goings, times, phone calls, etc. Additionally, they decided to spread malicious gossip and destroy peoples careers and reputations by inventing stories of sexual relationships amongst co-workers, even phoning the boss's wife to "advise" her that "he was having an affair" (poor misguided fools). Along with that, they sprouted their ill-formed opinions to all the other agencies in town, so everyone pretty much lost credibility. They're still being paid even though they've been on WComp for over a year. More disgraceful is the fact that the organisation's so scared of them that they're still employed. I had to cut my ties and walk away because I felt like I was compromising myself everyday just by being there.
Rant Pay Dude shows us the loophole in the bereavement system run by fools... "Been a Payroll dude for a number of years and thought I had heard all the excuses and seen all the scams. Received a leave form from the Manager of an employee who was missing two days last week. First day was reported sick but given a doctors cert is required for 2 or more days , the employee claimed that this day was Bereavement. Now policy is that we have to ask (reluctantly) if the Beareavement was an immediate family member. The Manager who sat down with me said well, you see it was her ........ Dog I immediately broke out laughing and while I understand how upsetting a loved dog can be if dead (even more than many foolish humans), I asked the Manager did she realise that you can't get Bereavement leave for this. Her reply was I thought Bereavement was taken out of Annual leave. Doh was she just a fool or was it a scam as she and the employee are close mates ? Maybe the Leave form should have just said Leave Type: "Bereavement Leave" Reason : Death of Immediate Family Memeber , name was Fido. Any other Leave form classics which people have got away with out in fool land ?"
Work done&gone shows us that fools run rampant beyond just look at this local community problem... I was originally hired to do the electronics for a new water and sewage plant and things went along fine until they hired a new Utilities Director. This Director is an ex-army person with delusions of being a superior politician. Cutting to the chase, the community built a new water boost station next to a major interstate. The project quality was down graded so that he had money to put fake arches on the tank. Then the tank was stripped of interior framing to provide more money for landscaping. just before the commissioning of the tank he decided that the grass wasn't "green enough" and had the contractor paint the grass with the green paint the superbowl uses for their grass on game day. OK, after the grand day and all the speeches, we get down to heavy testing of the facility and discover that it not only doesn't work, it pushes water to the wrong places, and actually backed water up into the water plant His solution was "shut the plant down when you are running it.
Fools Like Pigs at the Slop Bucket has a great nickname for this fool... It's a professional environment, so even after working here over 2 years I'm still amazed at how completely UN-professional my co-workers can be. This morning I witnessed something so gross that I just had to share. We have a female sales associate who appears on the outside to be fairly clean and put together, but her personal habits leave MUCH to be desired. For example, I've privately nicknamed her the Explosive Sneezer, since in her mind it's not a proper sneeze unless it's sprayed across a four-cube area. I've seen her pick food up off the floor and eat it, no four-second rule attached. It's called germs, ladySo anyway, I was in the ladies' restroom, and having finished my business was at the sink performing my ritual Surgeon's Scrub. "ES" came out of a stall, fluffed her hair, and walked right out of the bathroom without washing her hands. I'd never witnessed this before but had already been told by several others that she was notorious for this, so while I was disgusted I wasn't too surprised. I finished up in the restroom and returned to the sales office, finding that one of our vendors had dropped of several boxes of Krispy Kremes for us. She proceeded to pick up - WITH HER BARE HANDS - every single jelly donut to find out what kind of filling it had. I managed to find a box of plain glazed that hadn't been opened yet, grabbed one, and hightailed it before she decided to smear her butt germs all over my breakfast. It's impossible to try to talk to this woman about her spray-sneezing or her lack of hand washing. She never thinks she is in the wrong, and I think she finds it all kind of funny, truthfully. It's been brought up in countless staff meetings, during which she will promise to try to do better; the promise usually lasts the length of the meeting and no longer. I'm pals with the receptionist, so stopped by her desk (which is close to the table the donuts were set up on) and let her know so she could steer people away from the tainted ones. I can't speak with HR yet because they're in a meeting, but I plan to drop by later and make mention of it.
Boss Avanliss has the tip that if you are going to get promoted by a fool... "Recently our company promoted a person from my office area to a "Lead Clerk" position. This position requires the need to know product coding, prices and general procedure for our area since we handle sales and customer service calls. I spend the day listening to this person say "do we sell that?" and "I don't know", while I sit in my cubicle and try to figure out how can you lead a department in sales if you don't know the product. After listening to my new "lead clerk" tell other newer members that we don't sell an item or tell them to transfer the call to another part of the office, I started to jump into the conversation and provide the correction information. Thinking that I was helping the new "lead", and preventing misinformation. I thought that I would get a pat on the back for being a team player. But instead upper management pulled me into a private office and told me that I was down grading the authority of the "lead". I defended my position on the grounds that I was trying to help, and was sent back to work. Again the problem arose were the lead was giving the same bad information, so trying to protect my jo...
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