1: Don't mess with IT. 2: When someone says "Are you sure" - really think about your answer. 3: When someone says "Can I have that in writing" - really, really really think about your answer.
The head of department literally didn’t care that you came into work, in ripped clothes and bloodied after a crash? Leave. They’re only upset that you won’t do unpaid overtime. LEAVE. And SUE THEM for those unpaid hours and for working in an unsafe work environment. OP could’ve been in SHOCK, could’ve had INJURIES, and they didn’t care. LEAVE, SUE, just LEAVE.
If the pay is good ill take the abuse. I use to work at this place where the owner would yell and scream at everyone. But the bonus's were well worth it.
My husband got hurt at work this week (One of the guys on the roof dropped a 2×4) His boss wanted him to get right back to work after he just got out of the hospital with a concussion and stitches. He told his boss to eff off and he was going home. He's currently looking for a new job.
Now that's just ice cold. It is one creamy situation. He was marching to the beat of his own drum. Don't stick it to him. And I believe you mean 'cone-done your actions'.
I mean if we loved what we do and don't want to get payed, there is something under that definition... volunteering but lol you don't force people to volunteer
I think my supervisor knows this fairly well, even though i get paid minimum wage, its still $34 an hour to stack shelves, and it does make me care about the store and the service we provide.
The goal is only a 50%, OP gets 99%, and they're still spoken to as if that's an issue? Is this person TRYING to ruin the business or make everyone quit? Jeez!
I agree with RSlash. OP needs to find a new job. I would also make a complaint to HR, maybe even corporate. The boss seems like they would’ve fired OP for not returning to work from lunch in the event that OP needed to go to the hospital.
@@fdm2155 It also doesn't help that more often than not, HR is usually more interested in looking out for the company as opposed to the employees. Combined with that, makes for a much nastier place to work.
If O.P. had shown up to his or her job with a broken arm, the company probably would have said to her or him ”Your _other_ arm still works;so get _back_ to work”
The contrast between Story #1 and Story #2 is why unions are needed even in white collar settings. Managers can be increadibly toxic, and power mad. Unions put them in their place.
This reminds me of my stepmom getting on to me about not putting my water cup in the dishwasher while my dad and her dirty plates were still in there. So I put my cup in the dishwasher like she asked and all hell broke lose 😂 still one of my best moments as a kid.
@@courtneycherry5582 Well she *did* say to "put your cup in the dishwasher". It already sounds like you got back at them for being hypocritical myopic nut wads! ;)
This last story reminded me of our pizza fights between me and my sister: how the rule was that, if one of us cut the pizza, the other would choose their slice first, so the one cutting would never get away with cutting a bigger slice for themselves.
Story 2: You can tell r/ hasn't been in the workforce for a while; it's pretty typical for a job to want their employees to show up for their shift no matter what, regardless of being sick, injured, dying, traumatized, etc.
I've been gainfully employed in a unionized workplace, and such a story would be unheard of there. If I still worked at Walmart, then yeah, probably that would be par for the course. I don't think Rslash hasn't worked much -- he just hasn't been working in a crappy job much. (No shade to people who are retail workers or any other menial job -- you guys are underappreciated and underpaid and honestly when I worked at Walmart I had to have cry-breaks in the restroom during my lunch so I know how real the struggle is!)
@@StoutShako The more he talks about his life, the more I agree that I'm pretty sure he's barely worked jobs outside of RU-vid as his views seem to be pretty singular
Opera cake Ingredients For almond sponge cake 3 tablespoons cake flour (not self-rising), sifted after measuring, plus additional for dusting pan 2 whole large eggs at room temperature for 30 minutes 1 cup almond flour (3 1/2 oz) or 1 2/3 cup blanched whole almonds (to make your own) 1/2 cup confectioners sugar, sifted after measuring 2 large egg whites at room temperature for 30 minutes 1/8 teaspoon cream of tartar 1/8 teaspoon salt 1 tablespoon granulated sugar 2 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted, foam discarded, and butter cooled For coffee syrup 1 teaspoon instant-espresso powder 1/2 cup plus 1 tablespoon water 1/2 cup granulated sugar 1/4 cup Cognac or other brandy For coffee buttercream 2 teaspoons instant-espresso powder 1/4 cup plus 1 tablespoon water 6 tablespoons granulated sugar 2 large egg yolks 1 stick (1/2 cup) unsalted butter, cut into 1/2-inch cubes and softened For chocolate glaze 3/4 stick (6 tablespoons) unsalted butter 7 oz fine-quality bittersweet chocolate (not unsweetened; preferably 70 to 71% cacao), coarsely chopped 1 offset metal spatula 1 candy thermometer 1 small sealable plastic bag Make sponge cake: Step 1 Put oven rack in middle position and preheat oven to 425°F. Butter baking pan, then line bottom with a sheet of parchment or wax paper, leaving a 1-inch overhang on short sides, and generously butter paper. Dust pan with cake flour, knocking out excess. Step 2 Beat whole eggs in a large bowl with a handheld electric mixer at high speed until eggs have tripled in volume and form a ribbon when beaters are lifted, 2 to 3 minutes. Reduce speed to low, then add almond flour and confectioners sugar and mix until just combined. Resift cake flour over batter and gently fold in. Step 3 Beat egg whites in a bowl with cleaned beaters at medium speed until foamy. Add cream of tartar and salt and beat until whites just hold soft peaks. Add granulated sugar, then increase speed to high and beat until whites just hold stiff peaks. Step 4 Fold one third of whites into almond mixture to lighten, then fold in remaining whites gently but thoroughly. Fold in butter, then pour batter evenly into baking pan, spreading gently and evenly with offset spatula and being careful not to deflate (batter will be about 1/4 inch thick). Step 5 Bake until very pale golden, 8 to 10 minutes, then cool in pan on a rack 10 minutes. Step 6 Loosen edges of cake with spatula, then transfer cake (on paper) to a cutting board. Cut cake into strips and squares. Trim outside edges slightly, then carefully peel paper from strips and squares and set back on paper. Make coffee syrup: Step 7 Stir together espresso powder and 1 tablespoon water until powder is dissolved. Bring sugar and remaining 1/2 cup water to a boil in a 1- to 2-quart heavy saucepan, stirring until sugar is dissolved. Reduce heat and simmer syrup, without stirring, 5 minutes. Remove from heat and stir in Cognac and coffee mixture. Make coffee buttercream: Step 8 Stir together espresso powder and 1 tablespoon water until powder is dissolved. Bring sugar and remaining 1/4 cup water to a boil in a very small heavy saucepan, stirring until sugar is dissolved. Boil, without stirring, washing down any sugar crystals on side of pan with a pastry brush dipped in cold water, until syrup registers 238°F on thermometer (soft-ball stage; see cooks' note, below). Step 9 While syrup boils, beat yolks in a large bowl with cleaned beaters at medium speed 1 minute. Step 10 Add hot syrup to yolks in a slow stream (try to avoid beaters and side of bowl), beating, then add coffee mixture and beat until completely cool, 3 to 5 minutes. Beat in butter, 1 piece at a time, and beat until thickened and smooth. Make glaze: Step 11 Melt butter and all but 2 tablespoons chopped chocolate in a double boiler or in a metal bowl set over a saucepan of barely simmering water, stirring occasionally, until smooth. Remove top of double boiler and stir in remaining 2 tablespoons chocolate until smooth, then cool glaze until room temperature but still liquid. Assemble cake: Step 12 Put 1 cake square on a plate, then brush generously with one third of coffee syrup. Spread half of buttercream evenly over top with cleaned offset spatula, spreading to edges. Step 13 Arrange both cake strips side by side on top of first layer (any seam will be hidden by next layer), then brush with half of remaining coffee syrup. Spread half of glaze evenly over top, spreading just to edges. Step 14 Top with remaining cake square and brush with remaining coffee syrup. Spread remaining buttercream evenly over top, spreading just to edges. Chill cake until buttercream is firm, about 30 minutes. Step 15 Reheat remaining glaze over barely simmering water just until shiny and spreadable (but not warm to the touch), about 1 minute. Pour all but 1 tablespoon glaze over top layer of cake and spread evenly just to edges. Scrape remaining tablespoon glaze into sealable plastic bag and twist bag so glaze is in 1 corner. Snip a tiny hole in corner and decorate cake (leave a 1/2-inch border around edges). Chill cake until glaze is set, about 30 minutes, then trim edges slightly with a sharp serrated knife.
rSlash is so cool he doesn't use the robot voice and rather his own and he even talks about the post he just read if needed, rSlash is just cool to me. Oh yeah, did I mention puppy bloopers? we love Yugo! 🤩😁
Reddit RU-vidrs who use robot voices annoy me so much, it’s why I love rSlash so much, he actually puts in the time and effort to make these videos and add commentary
"Can I get that in writing?" Is the RL version of the DM asking "Are you sure you wanna do that?"--if you're asked that, what they're trying to say is "You _really_ don't want to do that."
I used to do the same thing with chocolate at my house as within your last story. I noticed that the coconut and nut chocolates would always be left over. I loved them but I quickly realised if I didn't eat them, I got them all to myself at the end of the week anyways.
I wash dishes at work; infuriating when someone comes along and drops a pan covered in grease into my wash water and corrupts it I have zero desire to clean things with greasy water or when I'm doing an evening shift, where washing dishes is not my duty, but people see me there and assume that I will anyway
@@RedK5 That's true. I typically don't want them to actually plop them in the sink BUT I'd rather they bring them to the kitchen before I've finished washing up.
I did the same with doughnuts. I was the only one in our family to like jelly filled doughnuts. I quickly learned to eat any other doughnut and only have jelly filled as leftover and only for me. I really didn't care what doughnut that I ate, because there was never a doughnut that I didn't like. It was just a jelly filled doughnut bonus!
It’s ok Rslash, I still do that ice cream thing kind of. I don’t like the caramel so I try and eat as many of the others as I can before the others get to em.
I gotta hide this video from my kid or he’s gonna pull that “half the dishes” thing on his cousins the next time they have to wash dishes together (which is about once a week).
Rslash's story has a perfect counter to it: since he eats the vanilla/caramel, he *clearly* prefers them to chocolate. So his parents just have to stop buying the chocolate ones so everyone gets an equal share :p
When I flew into Canada, they gave me a questionaire about my trip. One of the questions was "While in Canada, do you intend to commit terrorist activities?" The first boss is the kind of person who would cross "yes".
My dad had a manager before covid (yes that detail is important 😂) He HATED people working."If they are working from home how do I know they are working." My dad had better productive when working from home! He got fired a few months before Covid by that manager I believe. I honestly wondering how that Manager reacted to the Covid Lock down.
When I was about 14, whenever we had pizza, dad asked what kind of pizza my two siblings and I wanted. Once I noticed that they didn't like pineapple, I always ordered pizza with pineapple. So even if there was left overs, no one would eat them, except me. It's not my favorite topping, but more pizza is better than less pizza without pineapple.
Ice cream wouldn't last more than a few days in my house. Me my two older brothers and my dad are like ice cream wasting machines. The second it comes near it's like our primal instincts take over and all that's left to do is eat ice cream
The story about the ice cream reminds me of when my family used to get boxes of chocolate truffles. I was the only one in my family who liked the coffee flavored ones, so I eventually figured out that I could ask for different flavors first, then when the coffee ones were the only ones left, they would be mine by default.
I had the opposite issue with Drum Sticks growing up. Both my mom and my sister really liked chocolate, and I couldn’t ever have any because then they would run out of the chocolate too fast. It wasn’t until they started making those chocolate variety packs with Chocolate, White Chocolate, and the Chocolate Fudge Center ones that I could have a chocolate one and not feel bad.
13:19 I think it would be hilarious if your child does the same thing to you because it would prove the things that parents say to their kids can happen the whole "I hope you kid does this to you when you have them"
In my first job, I showed up at work with a cast boot after spraining my foot the day before (it had swollen so much I could barely walk). I was IMMEDIATELY sent to the infirmary and given a full week of medical leave, especially because, since the accident happened on my way home, it counted as work accident and they would be liable if my condition got worse. This is how it should always be. In fact, OP suffering an accident during lunchtime should totally count as work accident.
As an IT guy myself I sometimes get the person that thinks they know best and it’s their ego that overwrites their commonsense because they believe that they know best even though they’re not in the IT field.
Your ice cream story reminded me of one of my own. In the Summer my dad always got tubs of ice cream for the three of us. When I would eat all of mine, I would steal a bit of their ice cream, like a little thief. My mom caught in to what I was doing, so my dad started buying more peanut butter ice cream. I'm allergic. 😂
On that first story, it's bad enough to try and get somebody to stay after hours without pay, but to do that when you _know_ a UNION is involved is just next levels of stupid.
Hi! Chocolate-enjoyer who doesn't much care for chocolate ice-cream here to explain! There's someething about chocolate ice-cream that's like... too much? Maybe it registers as more bitter than milk chocolate, or maybe it's because it's thicker than chocolate milk to a point that it doesn't feel as refreshing. It's an odd thing, but if they are remotely like me then vanilla, strawberry, pretty much all non-chocolate ice cream is literally more refreshing than chocolate ice cream is.
you forgot about "Are you Sure" so Don't mess the the IT guy, Are you sure? AND!! can I have that in writing. three red flags that should have you second guessing yourself
Man. You're being much too optimistic about the intelligence of these people. They don't see logic, they only see everyone below them and how to maintain that balance. Kind of like, uhh, some other people who aren't exactly delightful.
@14:10 When I heard that you were making it sound like you were "forced" (LOL) into having to eat the chocolate ice cream I was reminded of Brer Rabbit begging to not be thrown in the briar patch. Or Huckleberry Finn telling his friends how much he enjoyed whitewashing a fence.
I have had to ask for tasks\favour requests in writing many times. Not because they're bad ideas, just so I had some evidence to show my boss why I was doing something they had not instructed. Also ensures that I can actually claim credit for the thing if warranted.
Right. I've also sent 'confirming emails'. Sometimes because someone was trying to skirt normal processes. Sometimes because the requester was unreliable and likely to throw me under the bus if any issue arose. 🙃 And sometimes just to document the specifics of the request.
gets into a bike accident, has road rash and ripped clothes, is bloody, and yet still works as normal? it’s like they’re not even trying to hide the fakeness of the stories
I was always yelled at to do the dishes and once my mom got really sick and was out of work for too long and lost her job and my entire family blamed me (I always clean the dishes the same way but I was blamed when she got sick and the dishes were spotless and I used bleach so wtf) so I stopped doing dishes ಠωಠ then she always complains about dishes not being done... And she says family issues stay in the family but tells everyone my business like an neon billboard hanging over the highway ಠಗಠ she complains I don't do work around the house but the second I start doing it she takes over and yells I'm doing it wrong just to do the exact same thing I was doing Damn hypocrite... She can do no wrong ┐( ˘_˘)┌
Back when dishwashing machines were a luxury not many of us could afford? I've lived in multiple places and I have never had a dishwasher, or a bathtub, or even fittings for a clothes washing machine. They are still a luxury mate
I mean, chocolate ice cream is pretty nasty. Chocolate *on* ice cream is delicious, but making chocolate itself into ice cream is gross, due to the process breaking down the enzymes which change the taste.
So...I hate washing dishes, I'll do all the chores if someone were to wash the dishes for me. And i have an uncle i don't like, i don't hate him, i just don't like him, i love him, but i just don't like him. Anyways, so when i was 16, my Mexican permit had expired so i returned to the states and stayed with my uncle and his family. 1st night, we arrived at around 3 am so the next day we all woke up late and ate out the entire day. 2nd night my little cousin, their youngest at the time, about 3 had a fever and woke me up because she wanted me to carry and hug her, i didn't mind at all, got her medicine in her juice and stayed awake until she felt better and went to sleep, my aunt was super tired but very thankful. Anyways, that next day i wasn't feeling great because i was tired so i had a no nonsense kind of day. So, my aunt uses a ton of dishes when she cooks, like, a lot. So her other 2 daughters don't like washing dishes. I was taught to help out when I'm someone's guest, and so i did. While my cousins were arguing about who would wash dishes, i just washed them and they were supposed to rinse them. I washed and went back to the room I was staying at and started reading a book. A good 15 minutes later, my uncle comes to the door and starts lecturing me about how its good education to help out when you're a guest and that I should help out with dishes and stuff. I told him i already washed dishes, all of them and he didn't believe me. I went to the kitchen because i thought maybe there were more dishes, but nope, his daughters hadn't rinsed them but my cousins told them I had washed them and had cleared the table and cleaned the countertops. My uncle was like, oh ok and turned around and went to wash tv. I just smirked because I knew exactly how he was and didn't give him a chance to actually talk shit😂
RSlash's story, that's me but with crisps, I always eat cheese and onion first because my little brother loved that and hated Salt and vinegar, I prefered the latter, but still loved crisps as a whole
I actually understand the "I like chocolate but not chocolate ice cream" I'm like them I would die without chocolate but chocolate ice cream or even chocolate dessert in general are just meh...
I did the same thing with the ice cream and when my dad tried to get me to eat the chocolate my mum just said that if I was only allowed to eat chocolate them he had to give me his chocolate ice cream. In our house me, my mum, my lil sister, and lil brother eat Drumsticks but my dad prefers Napolian so yeah.
