Bleh

One of the worst customer interactions I've ever had was when I worked at a Chinese food place. A guy placing his order told me that his pregnant wife was allergic to sesame, and if she had any of it, she'd break out in hives. He also mentioned that this was her favorite restaurant. I noted the allergy on his order, but he kept calling the store, reminding us that there was to be no sesame in the meals. I reassured him that I had told the kitchen there was a sesame allergy for this order, and t…

Lunch hour woes

Q3 fatigue

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Celebration time

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Payday edition

I've never quit a job . Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I can endure a situation far longer than is healthy for me. Lord knows I've spent years in relationships that didn't serve me. I slogged through the toxicity because change is scary. I once stayed at a job for seven years even though they only gave me a single raise, and forced me to work in a non-heated, building with no electricity in the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy. I want to be more like the people who throw in the t…

Humiliation is never chill. That is unless it's your kink, and we won't judge you for that. Humiliation in the workplace, however, is never okay. Redditor u/estranged_writer511 shared a despicable post with the r/antiwork community, explaining that their new job has a policy that requires people who are even a single minute late to sing a song for everyone as punishment.

New week, same old

Ever since we started that innocent two-week stint of staying at home in 2020, the discourse surrounding the merits and negatives of working from home. While I obviously hate Covid-19, working from home has been a godsend. I can work while petting my cats, take breaks to do HIIT workouts, and make my own lunch, which is invariably healthier than whatever crap I'd be ordering in to eat at my desk. Then there's the issue of the commute. I spend 2+ hours getting to and from my office. Am I paid fo…

I have only quit a job once in my life, and technically I was still training. I was thrown into the fire at a West Village seafood restaurant, which has since closed, and left to burn. At the time, the only bartending experience I had was pouring wine into the glasses of elderly customers. They decided to train be by having me be the sole bartender on a Friday night service. Needless to say, it didn't go well. I walked out. Despite my experience, it's pretty rare to hear about someone up and qu…

“Aishuwayshe.” “Yep floor 3!”

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