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The guy who denied the worker getting her medication doesn’t deserve to be in any sort of power whatsoever, no matter how insignificant that power would be.
pretty obvious reason why he is working a minimum wage job after getting fired from his "power" position LOL nobody will offer a management level job to a twat like him.
Working in retirement home kitchens is the worst. My previous boss denied me a break on a back to back four and a half hour double shift where I not only had to buss tables, but put together trays and deliver food to rooms of tenants who couldn't/didn't want to leave their rooms, which I was not told about before when I applied for the job. I was given work that I wasn't informed of during the interview, not allowed to use my inhaler during my shift, not allowed to take a break (which was illegal because anyone under the age of 18 is supposed to be given at least one 15 minute break every four or more hour shift at least in my state. I should have been given two breaks, but I wasn't allowed to take them, and when I tried to I got chewed out and told there was more work to be done), given impossible hours to work (I had school, martial arts, therapy and weekly visits with my parents and I could only work on weekends, where I'd have to work for nine hours on both Sundays and Saturdays, leaving me no time for myself or to relax or de-stress. I was previously told I would only have to work one shift on saturdays and one shift on sundays. I was given double shifts both days, and scheduled to work mondays, wednesdays and fridays as well) And I was only paid when my Nana (an accountant and my current legal guardian) got involved. I had to go into rooms alone to give trays, and was groped on multiple occasions and when I reported it I was just told "Oh they just do that sometimes. It's fine" and everyone (except for three nice old ladies and the cook) treated me terribly. It was hell. Even a girl (who just quit her job of four years there) said that she was always promised promotions and would never get them no matter how many times she asked, and when she asked to change hours due to school she would be denied until she went to higher ups about it. Hearing that story about the boss who denied the girl her medication really doesn't surprise me after my experience working at a retirement home kitchen. It's the worst job I ever had, and I don't plan on ever working at a retirement home like that again.
He REALLY doesn't if he thinks his best way of wriggling out of a situation is to scream his head off at the people who hold the future of his career in their hands!
A few years ago my favorite teacher who I was really close with snapped. Apparently the class before us had been really bad, so he was very frustrated. When my class came in you could tell he was very mad. The class clown started yelling across the room to his friend and the teacher lost it. He slammed his book against the desk(my desk) and started yelling at the kid, he then proceeded to go into the other classrooms and yell at them all for misbehaving. After about 10 minutes of pacing and yelling he went to the teachers longest for like 20 minutes. When he came back he sat right in front of my desk(at the front of the room) and asked how my day was. When I asked him if he was ok he said he was “never better”
This teacher wasn't my favorite but she had a meltdown and I thought I'd share. I had an English teacher have a total meltdown where she screamed at us, sent multiple students (including myself) into panic attacks, and when her behavior was reported to the school superintendent the student's position in the school's color guard rifles team (by the way this was a military school) and in our flight (He was the flight sergeant) was threatened if he ever posted it or brought it up to anyone else. He got bumped down to element leader and was stripped of his place in color guard when his parents tried to take legal action, and they eventually just took him out of the school.
I had a self-appointed office manager (nobody had been given the job when the old one quit, this woman just stepped into the role to try and win the position out of sheer will) and her best friend of 20 years worked there with us. The friend and I shared an office, so as manager’s head got bigger and bigger, she started nit picking my office mate constantly, trying to find anything she could to talk down to this poor woman right in front of me. One day she left my office mate in silent tears. I had it. I calmly dialed the manager and asked her to come to my office. As soon as she did I closed the door and proceeded to rip her a new asshole, loudly, so the entire office would hear it. I reminded her that my office mate was her best friend and that she was a shitty friend if this was how she treated her. She was so shocked she just stood there and took it, then a big alligator tear rolled down her face and she turned to leave. Just as she reached for the doorhandle my office door was yanked open from the other side and there stood the big boss. He had heard the entire thing because he was in his office right next-door to mine, with our brand new HR director. The guy hadn’t even been in the building for 20 minutes and that’s what he was treated to. After a nice long sit down, I got a verbal warning, manager bitch got fired, and we all got to welcome our brand new HR director in a very awkward fashion.
I have Autism and I'm surprised I haven't had any major meltdowns at work. I have gotten close a few times, mostly with customers who don't speak English (well) and point at what they want but because of a blind spot I can't see what they are pointing at. Other times it's just being severely understaffed and having to work by myself for hours on end.
Teenage drama queen (TDQ) at a Wendy's I worked at years ago would sometimes just sit on the floor and cry for no apparent reason. We were used to it. We ignored him. So there was this other dude we called "Shoo," a very small, very quiet boy who could go whole days without speaking a word. One day TDQ was on the floor crying. Shoo, to everyone's shock, started yelling at him. "What's wrong with you? Are you a man or a pussy! Stop crying! Be a man! Get up!" It actually seemed to be working. TDQ wiped his nose and stopped crying and said "OK." He was on the floor next to a rack and on the rack was box of potatoes. He grabbed the edge of the box to try and pull himself up. The box flipped over and 40 pounds of potatoes rained down on his head. Yes, we all laughed. Maybe it was mean, but you try NOT laughing at someone who dumps 40 pounds of spuds all over themselves.
Damn, both of those kids needed help. Based on the sorts of things Shoo said, his silence was probably more a response to abuse than a natural trait. Shocking the crying kid out of their state wasn't necessarily a bad idea but then them getting laughed at ... Jeez. I hope the crying kid hasn't killed themselves because they sound like a candidate for it.
This reminded of one time my health teacher went on a fifteen minute rant about some disrespectful people in my class. As a self aware high school student, I get that. I’m usually one of the quiet kids so I was numb to the whole thing. Anyway, after that kinda loud rant, he calmly looked at the class and said, “so let’s talk about abortion.” Best health/gym/ teacher I’ve ever had.
I had a meltdown before work. I hadn't been sleeping very well (If I remember correctly I was getting about 2 hours) and barely eating. Every day I would come into a chaotic work place with managers that were younger than me completely wasted and hung over. Days would become long and hard. I busted my knee about a month before I left and I was told I still had to preform task normally. I had to take off band aids and show pictures to prove to them that I'm not just saying it hurts to walk for fucking giggles. Anyways, I woke up one day to a text from one of the nicer managers that I actually would look forward to working with. I was late to work by about 2 hours...... I texted him back telling him I'm on my way. I ended up sitting up on my couch and started crying. I spent the next 30 minutes setting up a fivver that never worked out and about a month and a half trying to find a job. Only two people knew I officially quit that job. I didn't tell my boyfriend until about a week and a half ago. Even my family thought I still had a job even when I stopped bringing my dog over to be dog sat while I worked. I was a cart pusher/bagger for a national grocery chain. I was fine with it. I just kept thinking about how I could be making more for doing the same amount of work at a different place. It got to me. It really did. Good news is that I have a job. I am getting hazard pay until the end of April. I am currently making 13 dollars an hour (11 without hazard pay). I left my last job because the idea of moving out of where I currently lived stressed me the fuck out. I used to make 9.50 which wouldn't even get me and economy apartment in a sketchy area. I can now afford a 1bd 1bth on my own.
I had a meltdown after work because I was tired, emotionally drained, I felt violated, and was just about done with life and walked out to my grandparents car after a back to back double shift with no breaks (illegal in my state due to my age btw) where I'd been groped and harassed by old people all day and chewed out for the smallest things and given extra work that wasn't part of my job description- I just screamed once we drove away from the building and texted my boss telling him I was never working there again. To this day I still get worked up thinking about it. It was fucking awful. I really hope you're doing well. I wish you the best in live.
Aw. The one where the customer tried to console the employee over the phone “we’ll figure this out together” :( Hopefully that woman ended up getting help because it sounds like her coworkers were also a lot more concerned than angry with her
Yall might think the first year teacher was being dramatic but one time when I had to sub for 4 classes in one day I had a panic attack and had to leave the room to cry. Kids are evil
I had a few meltdowns myself. I was bullied at school and my father was insulting, abusive and generally drunk all of the time. On top of that, my mother was siding with my dad After years of being bullied, while on the bus, one of the kids decided that it was a good idea to plant a knife just inches from my face. He was continuously slapping the back of my head, and i quietly asked him to drop it many times before he decided to do this. I just had a test score that day that came out bad and i knew that my dad would get violent and insulting with me. This behavior did not help. So I beat the crap out of him. The driver separated us and kicked him out 6 kilometers from his house, as he knew my home situation. Nobody bullied me in the bus or at that school after that.
Good for you. Also- Let me know your parents addresses so I can beat them up and chew them out for being so damn toxic and abusive- (I'm joking- don't actually do that)
@Thisis Gettinboring I got bullied and beaten up when I was younger, and nobody did a thing about it. Even when I broke the kid's collarbone, I wasn't even punished for it. Reporting bullies doesn't help. Teachers don't do anything about it. Sometimes you've gotta take things into your own hands and teach the bully a lesson. If they beat you up, learn to fight back and beat them up twice as hard. That's what I did and since then I've never been messed with again. I don't condone picking fights. That's just stupid and immature. If someone picks a fight with you, finish it. Don't throw the first punch.
@@bombdotcom2168 It honestly pissed me off how little the principal cared when I got bullied or just school staff in general but then get mad when you defend yourself. I remember some popular kids used to always harass me and when I'd report it nothing happened. I remember some girl called me names for no damn reason and when she got called into the office for it, she tells me to talk to her outside of the classroom and fully lies to my face about saying shit to me. Unfortunately I was the timid and nonconfrontational type so I just didn't say anything and went back to class. I honestly wish I had decked her in the nose
I worked in a deli. There were 6 total employees, but I was only ever scheduled with one, awful lady. Mostly I ignored her and focused on my job. Eventually our manager visited during a shift and said we needed to do more cleaning in the evening. So I did. For a couple weeks straight I had the whole weeks worth of scheduled cleaning completely done within my first couple of shifts. My manager started giving me compliments, and more jobs. Surfaces that hadn’t been cleaned in years (this place should have never passed its health inspections), and the place was actually starting to look really good. It got to the point that my manager was starting to chew out the awful lady I worked with at the beginning of her shifts for never cleaning. Awful lady started chewing me out daily (in front of customers) for cleaning. Again, I ignored her. Her screams were actually really satisfying. My last day I had surgery scheduled for the following day, and my next 2-3 weeks of work covered for my recovery. I was really stressed about my surgery the next day, so I decided to take it easy. Of course my awful coworker decided this was a good time to compete with my by taking apart the cold salad case to clean it. It was almost rush, so I overstocked the hot food cases so I can focus on the dishes from the cold case since half our food was going to be unavailable during rush because of her timing. Right as the first customer comes up to the counter, she ran over to me and started screaming at the top of her lungs at me for cleaning HER mess at rush. Her job was to take care of the customers, my job was to make/fry the food, and help with customers when her line gets long. The food was stacked so high it was almost touching the glass, and there was more food in the fryer about to come up. As she shouted, more and more people were lining up. I stopped her, shortly explained that the food was prepared (not pointing out her fuck up with the cold case that I was fixing), and there were just now customers starting to line up, waiting to be served. She fumbled over a reply until she finally yelled “I keep telling them I can run this place faster by myself!”, as if that was that was supposed to end the argument. I smiled, took off my apron and name tag, walked around her to the office where I dropped them off, and walked out. She stood there, face flushed and stunned. “Are you coming back?” I walked to the front of the grocery store, still smiling, clocked out in the secretary’s office, excitedly wishing the secretary and owner a nice day, and left. My boss had to come in and help, and begged for me back after I recovered from surgery, as well as occasionally for the next year. The awful woman was fired a couple months later for drinking at a bar before work. It was the bar my husband worked. His boss didn’t know anything that had happened, but called the deli to report her because a lot of the regulars worked at that store, and nobody liked her. It’s also hard for her to get a job here because of her bad reputation with absolutely everyone she works with, and she’s worked at most businesses in town. She also has a hard time finding places to rent because of her constantly losing her sources of income. This time, she was fired after renting a really nice house, which I imagine she lost. I should feel bad for her, but I don’t. I should probably add that in that last week, she was chewing me out DAILY for cleaning whatever extra stuff our boss asked me to at the beginning of our shift. She yelled at me for doing my job, because she wasn’t doing hers. Real winner.
I'm a service tech. Eating lunch at a fast food restaurant, I watched as a man skidded into a parking lot across the street, popped the hatch of his car, grabbed a vehicle driveshaft laying inside, and beat the holy hell out of a particularly nice car in the McDonalds parking lot across the street. He crushed the right rear roof post, blew out the windows, then jumped back in his car with the driveshaft bent in half, and screamed out of the parking lot. Bizarre.
About 15 years ago at a middle school in my state there was a young teacher just out of college. There was a bunch of little a-hole boys in one of her classes who gave her holy hell all the time and no one could get them to stop. They had this poor woman in tears daily. They had been disciplined repeatedly by the principal, given detention, suspended and repeatedly had parents called. The final straw was when one of these boys hid a camera in the girls locker room of the swimming pool and recorded the teacher changing. On the day in question these boys gave her a really rough time in class and she pulled the principal into the classroom who told them that they would be facing expulsion if they didn't stop the harassment. During the lunch hour one of these boys loaded the video of the teacher into the school's audio/video system that was used to play the morning announcements. He then set it to play during the second period after lunch for the whole school to see. This was another class that this dipshit had with her as she was the only teacher teaching that subject. The teacher was so horrified by this that she walked to her desk got a box cutter out, walked up to him, slapped his face, and cut her own throat right in front of the class. The students who abused her so badly were expelled from the school district. The teacher's family sued the parents of the teens responsible and won a judgment against them for $5 million. The school district also paid the family a couple of million dollars as well. The kid who made the video and put it on the A/V system at the school ended up in juvenile detention until his 25th birthday.
@@snatchadams69 It's decently difficult for a human, even a very committed one, to override pain/instinct enough to slit their own throat deeply. Sounds like in this case she succeeded but it's totally reasonable for the other commenter to suppose that she might have lived
I remember hearing about one. A supervisor heard a member of his team was getting a promotion to supervisor as well and he got pissed that he wasn't consulted. Even though he has no say in it. He just got angry, raged for a few seconds and stormed out, went home and left this staff member alone to handle 30 odd breakfast orders in a hotel alone. The manager had to drop their jobs to help and, needless to say, the supervisor was fired. Think that's the end? Nope. He proceeded to fight tooth and nail to get his job back. He sent emails and texts, made phone calls and even came in in person multiple times, constantly harassing the GM about it. Every time the answer was the same. "You walked out on your job in a huff. This shows you're unreliable." I worked as part of his team too and just happened to be off when he had his meltdown. Last I heard from him about it was a message saying how it had been a pleasure working with me. I reciprocated. He was a good guy. Just had a moment. Hope he's doing well now.
On time (I have asthma and other lung things) I couldn’t even compete the warm up laps for pe before having to go to my locker to get my inhaler, and my sight went away before I got to my locker cuz of lack of oxygen but I found my inhaler and it was ok. If the teacher didn’t immediately excuse me I wouldn’t have made it by far. That’s why the first one horrified me to deep extents
17:19 im just imagining this dude walks in pissed, sits down, gets a call, is on the phone for 5 minutes, hangs up, and then does all that in about 10 minutes XD
I wasn't there but when I got to work my co-worker said, "Kylie had a meltdown." Her computer wouldn't let her punch her timecard & she lost it, walking back & forth & screaming. All she had to do was tell the supervisor to manually punch her card. Another one I was there for was we heard all this banging around. We worked above a warehouse so that wasn't so uncommon. 3 days later I asked my coworker if we ever learned what that banging was. She said another employee had her hours changed to something she didn't like, went to the conference room & started throwing things around. They both were fired.
My maths teacher back in high school, around 1990, was a cranky old guy. He had hit one student, 14-15yo, on the head with his hard back text book for having a smart mouth. Held another 14-15 yo student but his shirt collar against the wall for same reason. 2 friends and I had gone to see the principal to say that we were kind of scared and complained about him. The principal took the note and told us to go to his class. We had our P.E teacher at the meeting with us, he was a good guy, and a cool teacher that we’d turned to. We were worried about how the maths teacher was going to react to us being so late. Our P.E teacher said he have our back so we went to class. We walked in and apologised for being late and went to sit down and he demanded to know why. We sat down fumbling to come up with a reason, my friend said we had just seen the principal. He was already angry because we were late and I was shaking, all of us were still holding our bags and he asked why we were seeing the principal. We all looked at each other and all sprinted out of class, headed for the P.E department with this red faced angry old man chasing us and screaming. We got to the P.E department and pounded on the door, we were all crying, and our P.E teacher opened the door and we collapsed into the room as our maths teacher came running up the ramp to the our P.E teacher’s door. We were told we could go to recess early. Next day we had a substitute and a while later we were told he had Emphysema and wouldn’t be returning and we got a replacement teacher. That P.E teacher came to our 10 year reunion, it was so good to see him well, I hope he still is.
Me. Had a complete meltdown at work one morning while loading my van. It was 5am and a few crates into loading, i started having difficulty breathing and then tearing up. I knew. I texted my boss saying i wasnt doing too well. When he texted what did i mean, i just fell apart. Texted him saying "well im currently bawlinf my eyes out." He said to go into the building and ask one of the guys to take over. When i walked in, i was "fine". But as soon as i started talking, still unable to breath, i just lost it again. To the point that i had to bend over and yell for a moment before talking. Explained quickly what the plan was and then ran out to yell and cry again. The 2 guys came running out with me wide eyed in horror as i gathered the paperwork and my things. I walked over to him sobbing and explained the paperwork and how things were stacked. In between i had leaned over to yell and cry again before saying sorry and going to my car. I sat there for 30 mins screaming and crying. Emailed my therapist, who i hadnt seen in almost a year, and made an appointment. By 6am, i drove to a store to get gatorade because i knew i would need it from crying later and got donuts because i knew i would sleep all day to recover. I was right. By 6:20 i was home and by 9am i had broken down to the point i couldnt cry anymore. Could barely eat but i did. Still makes me laugh
Worked retail for a few years and I took all the blame for everything. I knew when I left the whole place would explode, but what happened next surprised me. The guy hired to replace me took over as the whipping boy for all the blame, however he didn't want to take any of the shit. Manager couldn't handle it, and yelled at the new guy so loudly people could hear it from a mile away. Was fired that day, and the store was closed shortly after due to the complete breakdown in the chain of command. I always knew I was keeping that place together, I just didn't know by how much. Also, they had been blaming me for stealing from the register for over a year. When I quit so abruptly, the guy who was stealing continued to write my name on documents of totals from the night before and was arrested.
I worked at Target Canada during liquidation. I was blamed for a misplaced item that didn't have the correct price on it. This was shortly after I dealt with a customer who was upset about 10 cent price decrease an cans of soup and others who thought they were going to get 90% off everything in the store (like Ipads and TVs). I never lost my cool so bad at customer before, but my managers said it was justified (God bless your soul, Linda).
When I was in the seventh grade, I learned that one day, the 8th grade band class managed to make our band teacher so mad, that he slammed a cabinet door, which broke, grabbed a chair, chucked it across the room, and then left the room, he very surprisingly didn't get fired and still works there a few years later, which is awesome, because he's an amazing teacher
Not an anger meltdown, but watching a factory coworker slice his thumb near-off with a boxcutter was pretty intense. He was jumping around and swearing like a kangaroo on PCP. Took him to the bathroom to help apply first aid/gauze. I swear I can't remember anything after that probably because my mind suppressed it. All I remember was one bloody fucking sink. Edit: Okay, I remember my 9th grade Algebra teacher who was an emotional wreck and was clearly unfit to teach. Long story that I've pitched in many times before in detail, but a student got his dad to order a dozen large pizzas to be sent to her classroom after lunch. Sure enough, a Dominos delivery man showed up around 1:15 with a stack of pizzas. The classroom was a bungalow that sat just by the parking lot, so when he came in he said "here's half of em, gotta go back to my car for the rest." Teacher literally sitting in shock looking around with her mouth hanging open. She didn't even have a chance to say anything to him as he turned-out the door. She shot her fat ass up and probably moved as fast as she ever had in her life to chase him down. No one heard what she said, but she came stomping back in with the delivery man in tow to come take the pizzas back. As I'm told, the baseball coach bought them up and gave a pizza party to the team. Teacher was full-on psychotic the rest of the period. She was crying and laughing psychotically at the same time, writing something down while muttering how she's gonna find out who did this and have them expelled and fined. She never found out who it was.
Had a similar experience. Co worker fed his fingertips into a machine back in like February. Had to kinda corral him and keep him from wandering off in shock and bleeding all over the building while another coworker retrieved the glove with said fingertips from the machine.
When I was 15 and just started my freshman year I encountered the worst teacher I’ve ever had in my entire life. When I first met her I thought she was going to be a sweet teacher because she was a short lil lady in her late 50’s or early 60’s, but no. English wasn’t her first language, so I thought it was just a language barrier between her and us students, but that wasn’t the case either. She made the only black student in the class sit in the far corner of the room in the back.(this is important later) Whenever I drew something in MY book she would scribble it out in pen and make a note next to it saying “DONT DRAW DEMONIC THINGS IN MY BOOK” like- excuse me? First of all, I’ve never drawn ‘demonic’ things on my school work, and secondly, bitch its MY book that I bought with MY money. Anyway, moving on. This all got to the point that we all dreaded going to her class and we would wait until the last second to walk into the room. I lost my appetite and only ever ate dinner. And during lunch period I would sit in my favorite teachers class and silently cry. I kept telling my mom all the horrible things this teacher was doing and saying, she didn’t believe me at first(like all parents do)but she slowly noticed how pale I was, how tired I looked, and how thin I’ve gotten from not eating properly. So my mom made an emergency IEP meeting with my care coordinator, the Vice Principal, my counselor, and the teacher. My mom immediately noticed my body language change once the teacher entered the room, I put my head down with my hoodie on and sank into my seat, I didn’t even noticed I did until my mom pointed it out later. The teacher introduced herself and bragged about working as a teacher for 5 years. (Wow cooool I know more teachers who worked for 10-20 years. Shut up.) My care coordinator started listing my IEP requirements and what the teacher should be following, she tried changing what she thought was “unnecessary.” Half way through the meeting the teacher had to leave and once she left the room my mom and the coordinator immediately fixed what she changed on my IEP and added some things, I’m now about to tape record my classes for “notes.” After the meeting my mom decided to come sit in during class, with school permission of course, and see what the teacher does for herself. Of course the teacher behaved herself but my mom still saw through her, she noticed the student in the corner of the room and also noticed that the teacher wasn’t even teaching, she was just copying and pasting things from the book onto a slideshow and made us copy it all word for word(and most of the time she didn’t even let us finish and would get irritated when we tell her to wait) my mom pointed it out near the end of class and the teacher got all defensive and said “no it is not all from the book, I typed this all out myself.”(sure keep telling yourself that.) My mom sat in the class two more times before the teacher started getting irritated and got the principal to ban my mom from coming to the class again, saying she was “distracting the class” when really she just wanted to get her out so she doesn’t have to pretend to be nice. My mom came to the class again anyways but with the Vice principal with her this time, the teacher tried blocking my mom from entering before noticing the Vice principal, so she backed down and went back to “teaching.” Half way through class the Vice principal had to go back to the office(idk what for) so she left and the teacher continued to “teach” until my mom interrupted her and pointed to the student in the back of the class who had her hand up the whole time and calling to the teacher but she was blatantly ignoring her. (The student was basically yelling at her to get her attention, there’s no way she couldn’t of not heard her) The teacher got irritated with my mom for “interrupting” the class and my mom immediately yelled back at her that she’s racist for having this student sit in the back of the class by herself and ignoring her for no reason, and for treating us like we weren’t human beings. My mom got so pissed with this teacher that she took me and the student to the office and immediately demanded to see the Principal or my counselor. We got my counselor but later on the Vice principal came by and listened to what my mom had to say. In the end of all this chaos we where able to get the whole class into a different room and get a new teacher but it was already near the fourth quarter. I don’t know what happened with that teacher but I’ve never saw her again, she was either fired, demoted, or was transferred somewhere else. But I hope she burns in hell. The damage to me is already done and I still get panic attacks when I’m under to much pressure or if I’m overwhelmed with something. But I’m better now and I have a therapist, still trying to remember to eat three times a day tho and sleeping is still difficult, but I’m better.
I am so sorry that happened to you. And I am so, so glad -- for your sake and for all the other students' sakes -- that your mom is that committed and outspoken. Your mom is awesome. Good on you for sharing your story and owning the fact that you went through a legitimate kind of trauma that had major effects on you, and sharing how you've recovered. Stories like yours help other people feel encouraged and validated and help inspire them to heal. Props and hugs to you :)
I was not there to witness it, but a co worker of mine lost her sh*t when she got called in to the head office for a stunt she pulled while at our location. She was not a particularly good worker to begin with
Once in my 1st grade class, the boys in our class made our substitute teacher cry. I don’t really remember why..?? But she was a really young sub and our normal teacher was pretty strict and scary so the boys probably though that they go all out just this once. But anyway the sub left a note that probably said she was super disappointed and never going to teach again. Our teacher was PISSSED she yelled at the boys (and some other kids too). Another story: (this isn’t really a breakdown more like a really mediocre and long breakdown) my science teacher last year was really bad at his job, and everyone knew. He relied on videos and because he was kinda younger he got off topic and liked to talk to kids about his hobbies and such. One day a student (this girl was the type of girl to get mad at one thing wrong in her perfect life, she had a boy friend who almost died to vaping, and she is in CONSTANT drama) got mad at him and decided to tell the principal about every bad thing. She would constantly tell other teachers about how she didn’t learn a thing his class. He got super depressed, even the students could tell. Practically every one felt bad for him, I mean he wasn’t the best teacher but he didn’t deserve to get bullied by a student out of his job. One day he shaved his whole head (he had shaggy-ish hair and a beard) and for some reason he felt better?? I don’t know how that happened honestly, maybe cause it was the end of the year and that horrible student would be gone from his class. I haven’t seen his since because of quarantine, but I hope he fells better about himself. T.D.L.R: Teacher is bullied by student and becomes pretty depressed but shaving his head makes him fell better??
Lol, I love those "Do a mile and if you get under (set time) you do it again!" Things cuz I love walking, it's fun and clears my head and friends would always walk with me so we'd basically just walk around the track all day and occasionally run a bit to seem like we're tryin
12:36 Working in the kitchen of a retirement home is absolute HELL. It's the worst. Like, the absolute worst. Don't ever get a job in one of those kitchens. It's the worst job you'll ever have.
Saw a fellow truck driver plow his rig into the dispatchers' office... Of course, if you were ever a truck driver, you would TOTALLY understand how he felt, and why he did what he did.
This happened just a few months ago. To clarify, I was laid off from a cabinet factory in October, and I was rehired in February. My main station was assembly. There’s a guy who puts the main parts of the cabinets together, a guy who attaches extra support to the bottom of the customer requests, one or two guys who put in and adjust the drawers, attach the doors, fix up blemishes, clean and scrape glue. Then you have the guy who wraps the cabinet in extra large ceran wrap, and another who puts the cabinets onto pallets for shipping. I’ll call the builder John, support fixture guy Bob. While I was gone Bob had said something to John that he didn’t like. John ended up threatening Bob, and attempting to take swings at him. Supervisor stepped in and John stated that he was going to murder Bob. Supervisor calls plant supervisor, who then calls police. He got escorted out. Had the option to return after a 2-5 day suspension, but never showed up. I’m friends John on Facebook and he’s said uncomfortable things to me on there, and to my supervisor as well. No one likes him and his name still pops up in conversations every now and then
That's the sort of person who goes murderer later. Maybe consider quietly unfriending at some point and making sure the work site has good security ...
Emerald in order to enter the plant, you have to walk straight through the floor. There’s around 5 people who would see him as soon as he stepped through the door and one of them has a radio so he can inform the plant supervisor. For the most part he’s been docile online, just creepy messages every once in a while. I’m planning on unfriending him when I get the chance
I totally feel for that lady had an existential breakdown, running out screaming about money not making any sense, wait till she finds out about cryptocurrency
Can you take my order? No. Why not I am a dinosaur. I want to use this, but I'll say, "Because I am not here. You are hallucinating." I wonder if you can actually gaslight someone into believing you are not real. Especially if you had help. Like having other people say, "No, I don't see anyone."
not work, but at a end of the semester party in my uni. a student got verbally attacked by another student for not contributing anything to a group project in the previous semester. she let her other two teammates (including the angry guy) pull all the work. the dude also cussed her out for pulling the same crap again with her most recent group project and putting one of his close friends (her new groupmate) in the same stressful situations he himself went trough before. then he threatened to get her kicked out of the party and that he will tell everyone at uni how lazy she is so no one wants to work with her again. she tried to protest his arguments, but apparently he was right so she couldn't counter with anything. all that went down in front of like 50 other students and everyone was talking about it for the next few days. i even heard one of the profs (who was not present at the party) mentioning the event later in a conversation.
Didn’t see it myself but about a year ago when I worked at Walmart, the AP manager’s daughter told me that one of the new cashiers threatened a customer and chased them out the door. From what I know he continued work as if nothing happened and probably either got fired or quit later on for something I’m not aware of. He and I were cool with each other though
That's one thing I've always been amazed. How the highest paid roles in finance & insurance take the least amount of education minus the licenses. But, the ones who actually do the behind the scenes have to had degrees that make my brain stroke out. Anyways, for behind the scenes people, there are still a lot of people who strive to be ethical and definitely appreciate you guys.
22:56-23:26 this is literally what it’s like to be guys. Argue with each other over something stupid/funny AF, scream and then beat the living shit outta each other, and then later on act like nothing ever happened and be like “Bro, I love you. Let’s get a beer later.”
I feel for the IT guys here. I’ve been brought to tears while programming because the program seemed to be spitting out errors for no reason and didn’t tell me what was wrong.
Just like the seventh grader, There was a girl in my first grade class that recked my teacher’s table and hoisted a chair over her head, ready to hit some people. The principal was immediately called and she was taken out of class. Same class later on, on multiple occasions, this guy would have meltdowns. The most memorable being during a test, he had enough and kicked his chair over and started crawling on the floor. He mocked the teacher’s words and started screaming. He had to be physically dragged out of class by the principal and another member of staff because he was trying to attack them. Other meltdowns of his were stealing things and putting them under my chair. You see, he was in love with me then, so yeah.
Not an actual meltdown but an elderly teacher threw a piece of chalk at one of the boys. Then realised it was the only piece of chalk in the room & had to walk to the back of the class to pick it up. It was legendary.
I was working as a prep cook at a large restaurant. We had a large garbage can beside the dishpit, that had a large wooden paddle to compress the contents down with. The manager was on the phone trying to get head office to replace the fax machine. You could hear "I don't care if your side says our fax machine is working, it's not!... No it didn't go through!... I need you to approve us to get a new one!... It is broken!...It is broken!..." He then rips the fax machine out of the wall, takes it out the back door, throws it on the pavement in front of the dumpster. He then came back inside grabbed the large wooden paddle from the garbage can, goes back outside and smashes the fax machine until the wooden paddle snapped in half, then goes back into the office and and yells into the phone "It is now VERY VERY VERY BROKEN!"
Denying someone their medication should be considered manslaughter. That girl with asthma in the beginning could have very easily died. (i too have asthma and having an attack without access to an inhaler is terrifying...)
I will say it ended in a missing tooth and broken nose I should add, not me, but an argument over a project I was working on. Apparently my immediate boss knew I was in the right. Loved working for that guy.
Had a dude I worked with at an A&W in a mall, and mid-rush during the holiday season, he gets canned for reasons I can't imagine and he grabbed two bottles of mustard and emptied them into the fryers. What a douchewagon
This probably isn't all that crazy, but whatever One day at the fast food place I used to work at, one of the night shift managers came in and was visibly in a bad mood and probably hung over bad. She took one of the headsets and started taking orders. Literally less than five minutes later we hear, "You're order screen!! The one right. In. Front. Of you!" Just lost it on this one customer lol
During my mandatory military service a female corporal (don't know us military grad that well) had a crying meltdown because we were camping in the forest and she absolutely couldn't get anything right with her group (25 privates). I heard she started with setting everything up way to late and didn't even know what was required or how they needed to do it. She stormed away crying and the other corporals had to calm her down and took command of her group. After that I didn't saw her again and heard she was allowed to finish her remaining time early. I also heard trough the bushes that she was a awful student at the officers school and probably only was promoted to have a better gender ratio with officers.
Oh man, the ones featuring the teachers losing it on blabbermouth students reminds me of my own experience. Same scenario- we wouldn't shut up, and the 7th grade shop teacher blew a gasket. He began bellowing at the top of his lungs what a rude class we were. Best part, was the auto shop for the high school was right next door, and they began cheering him on!, lol.
3:25 I'm not sure about you guys, but I'm gonna need a bit more to go on before I start jugding, because beating up on someone full UFC style in the middle of a construction site is gonna require something more to go on besides " she was a bitch." I've never even worked at a construction site, but I know it's pretty fucking dangerous.
I love the stories where a company hires a literal 15 year old child and then are surprised when the child acts like a 15 year old child. Do people not realize the error here? Lol
