[mo money mo problems] Tell me something UNinteresting about your job

[Terex4]

I start my day by hitting snooze on the alarm as many times as my wife requests it before she gets up to get the kids ready for school. Then I start to go back to sleep which is interrupted by our 5 year old deciding he doesn't want to go to school and my wife informing him he has to (this has been going on all year).

Once I wake up, I drive to a million different places and hope I get to snag some breakfast from one of the first three. If my wife hasn't gone to work yet, I take her in and await her text message that says "I'm bored". Then I run home and hope for at least 30 minutes of time to sit and smoke a couple cigs and drink a cold soda before the kids come home from school.

I check backpacks for homework and papers I need to sign, find out how much money the school needs this month and send the older two off to do their homework. Then if I'm not exhausted by this point I do some laundry and dishes, then I try to figure out what's for dinner. Once I find inspiration I stop to make sure its within my culinary capacity to make since I suck at cooking and get to work.

After dinner I tell the kids no to at least two or three things before they ask me for something I actually plan to give them. About an hour later I tell them to get ready for bed, make sure my eldest is actually brushing her teeth (or insurance quits paying for braces), make sure my youngest is actually doing what he's told, locating where my middle child has thrown his pants since bedtime means its "boxer time" and making sure said pants are in a tolerable place.

Then I call my mother in law to have her sit with the kids while I go get my wife from work, make sure she has something to eat, then we sit and watch tv or play video games until we go to bed where I sit up until she's asleep in case she needs anything and because my sleeping pattern is fucked six ways from sunday, then I finally fall asleep.

[Doc ock rokc]

Originally Posted by Meister

Until you find the fucker and get to chew him out, bring a flat smooth piece of plastic, maybe an old (invalid) credit card or blank key card or something, or get some cardboard laminated if it really happens a lot. Slide that under the flipped cup and flip it right back. Voila, minimized spillage.

I would do that but the cups are wider then a credit card. It doesn't happen enough to justify carrying it but still it happens enough where i can complain about it. I know it's the same dude because he has a habit of drawing a smiley face in the ranch right next to the cup. Asshole.

[bluestarultor]

Originally Posted by Doc ock rokc

I would do that but the cups are wider then a credit card. It doesn't happen enough to justify carrying it but still it happens enough where i can complain about it. I know it's the same dude because he has a habit of drawing a smiley face in the ranch right next to the cup. Asshole.

Man, I wish it was still like when my grandpa was my age and the establishment pulled assholes like that over and made them clean up their own "funny" messes before they could leave. People back then had more balls. Or at least there were more small businesses, which tend not to tell their workers to eat shit and grin because God help them if they lose one asshole customer out of their millions nationwide.

Funny how that works. You'd think they'd be able to afford the integrity.

[Ecks]

Originally Posted by InsaneGenius

EDIT: On a whim I decided to change to girl bits again.
EDIT2: Because last time Meister hit on me and I kinda liked that.

You have no idea how far up the creep-o-meter that just bumped you, IG.

And you were pretty high up in the first place.

EDIT: Oh, by the way, I should actually post something on-topic.

I work in a food packing plant. Mostly dry goods, i.e. Cheetos (yum), Okedoke Popcorn (double yum), Sun Chips, Doritos, etc.

I also hate just about everyone in a position of authority there. Because the way they run the place just makes you wanna scream until your ears bleed. THE ONLY CAKE THING ABOUT THE JOB (cake as in "piece of cake") is that if no one's lookin, you can swipe some stuff off the product line and snack while you work. Just make sure you're the guy dumping or some other position where they're less likely to replace you if you get caught doing it. We are assigned jobs, but what we end up doing is at the shift coordinator's discretion.

I am not a company employee, unfortunately, I'm a temp. So I don't usually end up with the cool jobs (hi-lo driver, inspector, machine operator, etc). This also means I'm not guaranteed work each and every day. The unusual part is that THEY DO NOT CALL US TO TELL US WHEN WE'RE SCHEDULED TO WORK. We have to drive TO THE PLANT to see if we're scheduled, if we're not, we stand around until about fifteen minutes after the shift starts (or until the shift supervisor either finds a place for us to work or tells us to go home) at which point we go home ANYWAY. No, we do not get compensation for the gas we spent getting there. And no, we do not get to call in and ask, because then we're tying up their phone lines and they're doing business at a snail's pace, and we're just temps SO ITS TOTALLY OKAY TO SHIT ON US BECAUSE WE HAVE NO RIGHTS OR BENEFITS.

Plus side? LOTS OF FREE TIME. That I usually can't enjoy because I HAS NO MONIES.

[Wigmund]

Originally Posted by Doc ock rokc

I would do that but the cups are wider then a credit card. It doesn't happen enough to justify carrying it but still it happens enough where i can complain about it. I know it's the same dude because he has a habit of drawing a smiley face in the ranch right next to the cup. Asshole.

If you know who he is, poison his next order. Something slow acting so you don't have to deal with the body at work.

[katiuska]

Originally Posted by pocheros

I have to clean dried urine off of the toilet in the men's washroom at my work.

Can someone tell me why it's so common for men to miss? Please? We don't even get a lot of kids (I work at a Starbucks-type establishment) but I suppose even after 35 years some men still haven't learned how to aim. Or maybe they're so hopped up from their large extra hot no foam skim vanilla latte half sweet with two extra shots that they can't concentrate on what they're doing. I dunno.

Also, truckers. Can't stand them. Even if they didn't drive very large and obvious trucks I can tell when one's coming because they are almost always short, beer-bellied, balding with white hair and they wear denim tuxedos with baseball caps. That, in itself, is okay, but it enhances the creepy factor when they come in and stare at the girls behind the counter. They also like to strike up conversations over nothing in particular and they're convinced that the years they've spent driving have imbued them with some sort of special wisdom that we should be oh so grateful to listen to. They're also part of a very small group of Ontarions that actually say "eh" on a regular basis, which annoys me for some reason.

That's not to say there AREN'T decent, polite, & non-creepy truckers out there. I've just yet to meet any. So, if you're a trucker and you fit the profile I just described, you can get the fuck out of my store and leave me & my co-workers alone.

Oh, I fogort to respond re: truckers.

My Dad owns a CB radio he can tune into on long trips, ostensibly to stay abreast of traffic and traffic cops and stuff. A lot of it is boring, but every so often you'll get a gem.

*While passing a strip club*
Driver1: Man, I could go for some titties, but I already seen those.
Driver2: What's the problem?
Driver1: I already seen it! I want to see.... something different. Something bigger! Something... something.
Driver3: And you wonder why people look down on us.
Driver4: I dunno, I'd kinda like to see some titties.

That was pretty much the highlight of the trip.

[01d55]

Most posts in this thread are far too interesting for this thread.

[A Zarkin' Frood]

I once ate a sandwich at work.

[MasterOfMagic]

Originally Posted by 01d55

Most posts in this thread are far too interesting for this thread.

Phil was really the only one to get it right.

[Lost in Time]

Something happened yesterday that confused me. I work at a drive-thru. And during the afternoon, this kid came through. Real young, must have just gotten his license. I took his money and he drove off a few feet. I look down at him, this happens a few times, but mostly with older, more forgetful men. But he comes back in reverse after a few seconds. He was trying to hold back from smiling, but failing miserably.. I shrugged it off and gave him his change. Then he asked for his receipt. Like usual, I say I'll put it on his bag when his food is ready. When that time comes I hand him the bag, and he grabs the receipt and crumples it up and throws it in the back of his car, bursts out laughing, and drives off. This guy deserves a medal for burning me so hard.