kranky
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- Oct 9, 1999
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Since quite a few others have shared stories they observed but weren't personally involved with, here's one of my favorites.
We're having dinner in a seaside restaurant in a little town in NC. Next to us is a table with four yuppie couples, all looking as they are quite well-off. The tables are pretty close together so I had no problem hearing what happened when the yuppies got their check.
Head Yuppie: We'd like to see the manager.
Waiter: Was there a problem with your meal?
HY: Yes, and we want to see the manager.
Waiter: Perhaps I can resolve it.
HY: No, please get the manager.
About five minutes later, a man in paint-stained overalls comes to their table.
Man: Is there a problem here?
HY, half-sneering: I asked for the manager, not the maintenance man.
Man: I'm the owner. I'm in the middle of painting my boat out back. What is the problem?
HY reaches for the basket of hushpuppies on the table (these are little balls of fried cornmeal), holds one up about two feet above the table, and lets it drop. HY then looks at the owner as if that alone tells him all he needs to know. The owner just looks at HY.
HY: Did you see that? It didn't bounce.
Man: It didn't BOUNCE?
HY: These hushpuppies are unacceptable and ruined our meal. We want an adjustment to our bill.
Man: Looks to me like you all finished your meals. I'm sorry you didn't like them, but the hushpuppies are complimentary and you weren't charged for them anyway. I'm not going to adjust your bill.
HY, caught off-guard by the owner's refusal to cave in immediately: That's....that's....whether they were complimentary is not the point. They spoiled our meal and you need to adjust our bill to compensate us.
Man: Sorry, I'm not going to adjust it.
HY: Hey, we come here every year on vacation and eat here two or three times! If you don't compensate us we're never going to come back!
Man: I would appreciate it if you don't ever come back. You all ate your meals and didn't complain and I'm not going to do anything now. So please pay your bill in full and remember there's a 15% service charge for parties of eight or more. I have to finish painting now. (leaves)
HY is completely flustered and from his reaction, must have lost face with his yuppie peers because he couldn't bully some redneck in overalls with his idle threat.
We're having dinner in a seaside restaurant in a little town in NC. Next to us is a table with four yuppie couples, all looking as they are quite well-off. The tables are pretty close together so I had no problem hearing what happened when the yuppies got their check.
Head Yuppie: We'd like to see the manager.
Waiter: Was there a problem with your meal?
HY: Yes, and we want to see the manager.
Waiter: Perhaps I can resolve it.
HY: No, please get the manager.
About five minutes later, a man in paint-stained overalls comes to their table.
Man: Is there a problem here?
HY, half-sneering: I asked for the manager, not the maintenance man.
Man: I'm the owner. I'm in the middle of painting my boat out back. What is the problem?
HY reaches for the basket of hushpuppies on the table (these are little balls of fried cornmeal), holds one up about two feet above the table, and lets it drop. HY then looks at the owner as if that alone tells him all he needs to know. The owner just looks at HY.
HY: Did you see that? It didn't bounce.
Man: It didn't BOUNCE?
HY: These hushpuppies are unacceptable and ruined our meal. We want an adjustment to our bill.
Man: Looks to me like you all finished your meals. I'm sorry you didn't like them, but the hushpuppies are complimentary and you weren't charged for them anyway. I'm not going to adjust your bill.
HY, caught off-guard by the owner's refusal to cave in immediately: That's....that's....whether they were complimentary is not the point. They spoiled our meal and you need to adjust our bill to compensate us.
Man: Sorry, I'm not going to adjust it.
HY: Hey, we come here every year on vacation and eat here two or three times! If you don't compensate us we're never going to come back!
Man: I would appreciate it if you don't ever come back. You all ate your meals and didn't complain and I'm not going to do anything now. So please pay your bill in full and remember there's a 15% service charge for parties of eight or more. I have to finish painting now. (leaves)
HY is completely flustered and from his reaction, must have lost face with his yuppie peers because he couldn't bully some redneck in overalls with his idle threat.
A slap on the face would have been more appropriate, for not having the human decency to let the $0.25 slide and even worse to think that just because the guy got a $0.25 break his little baby should eat from the garbage.
I don't expect the dumb bitch to understand that you run a high margin joint and $15 of business for a couple of sundaes really makes $0.25 a negligible amount. Forget about any consideration of health and sanitation.
I had a guy give his two week notice. He drove a company truck for us picking up samples. I told him that I would appreciate him staying the two weeks as he could help to train his replacement. Two days later he doesn't show, so I call his cell phone. Disconnected. Call his apartment. Disconnected. The guy just disappeared. Worked for us for two years. freak.
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Originally posted by: FearoftheNight
Originally posted by: Balt
Originally posted by: ViRGE
I don't get it.
Well, she didn't have toilet paper to wipe with or three seashells soooo that leaves...
Three seashells? Has someone been watching demolition man?
She should've just found the fine printing machine on the wall and swore a few times...John Spartan you are fined one credit for violation of the verbal morality statute.
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Lifer
haha that's not the worst employee/fired story i was expecting.... that's completely the opposite. that's the sweetest owner ownage story.
NuclearNed
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- May 18, 2001
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Something I witnessed:
My first post-college job was a software engineering position for a small long distance telephony company in Atlanta. The manager over the hardware department was not well liked by his fellow managers, and there was a lot of friction whenever he was around. I don't know if he was fired, quit, or was asked to resign, but the day came when he was no longer welcome in the building. Shortly after he packed up his stuff and left, our main server failed. Apparently there was a huge, deep scratch on the motherboard, like something one would make with a screwdriver. Needless to say, our company suffered some major downtime ($$$). I was told that they couldn't prove that this guy did it, but if they could they would have owned him as much as humanly possible.
My first post-college job was a software engineering position for a small long distance telephony company in Atlanta. The manager over the hardware department was not well liked by his fellow managers, and there was a lot of friction whenever he was around. I don't know if he was fired, quit, or was asked to resign, but the day came when he was no longer welcome in the building. Shortly after he packed up his stuff and left, our main server failed. Apparently there was a huge, deep scratch on the motherboard, like something one would make with a screwdriver. Needless to say, our company suffered some major downtime ($$$). I was told that they couldn't prove that this guy did it, but if they could they would have owned him as much as humanly possible.
I work at a small contract manufacturing company as a tech testing circuit boards. We are on the cutting edge for a lot of technologies and our company sends reps to various tradeshows for surface mount equipment and new processes. Anyway, a guy I worked with decided he wanted to go to one of these trade shows but the company wouldn't let him go. He was kind of a dolt and his job really didn't relate to going to trade shows in any way. Regardless, he went to a trade show, preteneded he was representing our company, and ran into our general manager while he was there. Insta-canned.
I wroked at a pizza restaurant and saw pizzas dropped on the floor and then served to customers. I've masturbated countless times on the job (takes me 2 minutes, a crap takes longer and I can concentrate better afterwards so I don't see the big deal)
I wroked at a pizza restaurant and saw pizzas dropped on the floor and then served to customers. I've masturbated countless times on the job (takes me 2 minutes, a crap takes longer and I can concentrate better afterwards so I don't see the big deal
)
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Lifer
Kelemvor
Lifer
- May 23, 2002
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Should have called the cops on them.
I know people that had this happen when they worked in one of those video game kiosks in the mall
And now some poor kid is like .. "Mommy, my teddy bear smells funny..."Manager (me):
Before I tell this know that I was never caught, thankfully. Our X-Mas shipments had created a big pile of teddy bears in our storage. They just don't sell too fast and HQ wants to make sure everyone has plenty for the season. So my girlfriend came to the store to visit me. I told the employees to watch the store for a few so I could take a break. My girlfriend and I went to storeroom and got it on in the pile of teddy bears. If someone had caught us my life probably would have been different right now.
Just saw your pic link. Are you the one with the implants? Any new pics showing if the have "evened-out?" Bikini is optional for an accurate measure.
Originally posted by: Dman877
I work at a small contract manufacturing company as a tech testing circuit boards. We are on the cutting edge for a lot of technologies and our company sends reps to various tradeshows for surface mount equipment and new processes. Anyway, a guy I worked with decided he wanted to go to one of these trade shows but the company wouldn't let him go. He was kind of a dolt and his job really didn't relate to going to trade shows in any way. Regardless, he went to a trade show, preteneded he was representing our company, and ran into our general manager while he was there. Insta-canned.
I wroked at a pizza restaurant and saw pizzas dropped on the floor and then served to customers. I've masturbated countless times on the job (takes me 2 minutes, a crap takes longer and I can concentrate better afterwards so I don't see the big deal
you wash your hands after right?.....
At the last company I worked at I wasn't a manager, but I did find out that my manager was having cyber sex and doing kinky things over webcam with one of my co-workers, while at work. He was married too.
When I was the Head of Tech for our theatre dept. in high school, I once walked in on two people having sex in the space between the sets of doors leading to the auditorium.
Word. I would have had a hard time not standing up and shouting something similar, or at least high-fiving the manager.
- M4H
That is pretty badass. I live in a nice part of town, which butts right up against a VERY nice part of town, so it's not uncommon that I get to mix with the really important people of this fine nation. I see yuppie sh*t all the time. I embarrass the hell out of my wife because I like to point them out when I see yuppies acting like yuppies.
The best Yuppie Crush I've seen was, if I don't mind saying myself, handed down by myself. I was flying back from Toronto in First Class a few years ago (business trip... I fly coach when it's my dime ). Anywho, I asked the stewardess what red wines they had. She was a nice lady, but not too familiar with the wine basics, apparently. She said "well, I saw something back there... 'merloT' I think". She pronounced the 'T'. I really don't give a sh*t what she calls it... alcohol is alcohol and I knew what she meant. Anyway, this stuffed shirt jackass in the adjacent row glares up from his laptop and all-important-cell-phone-call to correct her. "It's 'merloooooowww'".
"Shut up."
The delivery was awesome. Before the waitress even had a chance to be embarrassed by this prick, I diverted everyone's attention - about 2 or 3 other people in the cabin - back to Mr. Belvedere. At first he just looked at me in a "how dare you!" sort of shock, but when he heard all the snickers around him, he crawled back into his hole.
Of course me, being the prick that I'm capable of being and loving to kick a guy when he's down, I call up my wife after the stewardess walks away:
"Hey babe. Guess what... I just told some yuppie snob to 'shut up'. Wanna talk to him?"
The snickers kinda died off at that point... people may have become concerned by where this could all lead, but I got no reaction from the guy so it ended there.
I hate yuppies.
The best Yuppie Crush I've seen was, if I don't mind saying myself, handed down by myself. I was flying back from Toronto in First Class a few years ago (business trip... I fly coach when it's my dime
). Anywho, I asked the stewardess what red wines they had. She was a nice lady, but not too familiar with the wine basics, apparently. She said "well, I saw something back there... 'merloT' I think". She pronounced the 'T'. I really don't give a sh*t what she calls it... alcohol is alcohol and I knew what she meant. Anyway, this stuffed shirt jackass in the adjacent row glares up from his laptop and all-important-cell-phone-call to correct her. "It's 'merloooooowww'"."Shut up."
The delivery was awesome. Before the waitress even had a chance to be embarrassed by this prick, I diverted everyone's attention - about 2 or 3 other people in the cabin - back to Mr. Belvedere. At first he just looked at me in a "how dare you!" sort of shock, but when he heard all the snickers around him, he crawled back into his hole.
Of course me, being the prick that I'm capable of being and loving to kick a guy when he's down, I call up my wife after the stewardess walks away:
"Hey babe. Guess what... I just told some yuppie snob to 'shut up'. Wanna talk to him?"
The snickers kinda died off at that point... people may have become concerned by where this could all lead, but I got no reaction from the guy so it ended there.
I hate yuppies.
AMCRambler
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- Jan 23, 2001
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Ok this thread is makin' my day so I gotta contribute. Worked at a job fixing pc's for a while. It was a small shop and we handled all the maintenance on our own pc's of course. One day the boss had me working on setting up a computer from a bunch of spare parts we had for a new employee. It was an older Asus board with the jumper configurable type settings for cpu clock speed and multiplier. Of course we couldn't find a manual so I was trying to find one online. Unfortunately Asus's site was hosed that day and I couldn't find the dumb thing anywhere else. Boss tells me he thinks he downloaded it a couple months ago to his pc. So he signs me onto his and sais poke around and see if I can find it. He leaves me to my task. Well I do a search of the whole hard drive, but nothing. So then I start going into any directories that look like they may have the manual. I ended up opening one with a bunch of pr0n in it! I had to stifle myself to keep from laughing out loud. My boss was so straight laced, I never would have guessed. Needless to say I closed that sucker up fast and never mentioned it to anyone. He was pretty much the owner of the biz so it's not like he was doing anything wrong, he makes the rules.
When I was the manager at a Backpacking Hostel, we always had one staff member sleep on the premises for safety reasons. I'm cleaning up the room after one of our guys slept the nice, and the ba$tard left a used condom on the bed ... AND a 9" hunting knife under the pillow. I didn't hire this spooge, and fired him quickly for bringing the knife into work. He claimed 'someone was after him'.
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