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One time I started sleeping with a coworker but her husband really didn't like it so he set up an ambush and hit me twice on the back of the head with a metal pipe before I got my hands on it and took it away from him and then they split up and I saw her for a little while but it didn't work out.

We had a dude at my last job that apparently chained his kids to the bed to keep them out of trouble or something.

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one kid who used to work for me killed his drug dealer and tried to melt his head in bleach. But failed and dumped the remains near a park in a ditch.

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I bought my coworker a dildo for Secret Santa

She proceeded to beat me with it in the walk in.

nothing happened between us, I just found it hilarious

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holy Christ

uh... one time I told one to shut the fuck up because he kept insinuating I looked at underage porn. other than people being dicks in general that's about it.

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When I was a cashier I was ringing up another cashier while our shift manager was right there. He was buying hot pockets and I confronted him about eating the one I had in the freezer. He admitted to it and I figured he was buying these to replace the one and have one for lunch. When it was my turn for lunch I go back and see he ate both of the hot pockets.

All I could do is laugh with the manager about it

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I had a co-worker that literally worked a second job as a clown, and showed up to work in full clown gear.

He eventually got let go due to cussing out another co-worker over something.

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I worked with a guy that would take his shirt off and pull his pants all the way down to piss in the urinal.

I was desperate for a job and ended up getting hired at MCI to do telemarketing. The first day of training began. There's a small training room in the back corner of the building on the right. There were three tables with chairs around them and then a section in the back half of the room with 2 or 3 rows of computers.

A guy sitting next to me was very fidgety. I thought it was a bit odd, but I didn't pay him much attention. We got to the part of training where we all had to introduce ourselves. That guy's turn came. He starts by reaching down, taking off his wooden leg, and putting it on the table.

A couple days later, we got to the part of training where we needed to use the computers to do simulated calls so that we understand how to handle a phone call with the scripts we had to use. That guy had a very scratchy voice. The computer wouldn't recognized his voice at all. He got SO MAD. His face turned so red. They ended up just telling him not to worry about it.

There was a break room in the middle part of the rear of the building. Long tables, vending machines, a white and black checkered tile floor, and a door that led to a small outdoor patio area. We took a break. Most of us went into the outdoor patio area, stood in a circle, and were talking about random things. The guy with the scratchy voice was outside, too, but standing off to the side by himself.

The man walked into the center of the circle and said "The next person who makes fun of me, I'll blow your fucking brains out."

Holy
Shit

Break time was over and we went back to the training room. Dude was sitting right next to me, but staring intensely at someone the next table over. The trainer is saying stuff. I was understanding what the trainer was saying, but everything was going in one ear and out the other. All I could think about was whether this dude was about to kill someone that day. Was I about to experience a workplace shooting? Was I about to die? Am I going to make it to Friday? Is this job worth all this?

What felt like an eternity went by and then it was lunch time. A few of us went to a Jack in the Box down the street for lunch. We all talked about what had just happened. One of them asked the rest of us if we should say something to anyone about it. "Oh, I'm definitely saying something. I'm not dying for MCI," I immediately responded. I told them the story from my senior year of high school about how some dude stabbed his ex girlfriend to death with an 11" butcher knife after school one day and how it could have all been avoided if someone had said something to someone about it during the day. The guy had been showing the knife off to his friends.

Again, the training room is in the far right corner of the building from the entrance. To the left, there was what seemed to be an administrative area for people who had other jobs in the company. I made a bee line for that area, grabbed an empty chair from someone's desk and sat down. After a couple minutes, someone looked over at me and asked if I needed something. "I'm not going back in there until y'all get him outta there," I said while shaking my head.

She asked me what was going on and I explained the story to her. She told me to wait there, then got up and went to the training room to verify the story with other people in the training class. I'd say within about 10 minutes, police came and escorted him out of the building.

One of the women in the training class rode the bus to work every day. Apparently, she was the one he was actually threatening. The next day, she told us that he was on the bus with her and staring angrily at her the whole way to work.

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Had a coworker that belived that genisis 2 shit and was feeding ther kid bleach to "cure the 'tisim". someone at work later called cps on em.

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Just new employees who expect the same status and treatment as the vets.

Like "you have been working here just for seven days, not seven years".

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Had a co-worker that would sabotage the rest of us. Would sign his paperwork that he checked everything and it was good, then he'd go make a mess. Things like tossing garbage around, writing on the walls, pouring water in the floor, smearing grease on stuff. Then he'd say it was like that when he got there and decide to leave it for the manager to see rather than clean it up himself. It'd just get him a free day, and he started doing it every day.

Took a job at McDonalds once. The other employees kept pushing me to buy drugs. When I refused, they said they'd spike my drink with something when I wasn't looking. I didn't stick around at that job long.

My current coworker just cares about himself. He changes my schedule to suit what he wants, goes behind my back and lies to my managers saying that I already agreed to the changes he makes. Refuses to help at all or work any other days besides what he decides.

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In my first fast food job, there was a new employee when I was still pretty new. This guy wouldnt talk to anyone any he would stand around holding his phone while it played music.

For some reason, this guy seemed to get a pass where the rest of us didnt. We had to tuck in our shirts and wear the correct type of pants and shoes. This guy could basically wear whatever he wanted and he didnt even do any work.

One night, he was at the window taking an order when things were really slow. We heard the conversation on our headsets and he only wanted something like fries and a drink. We put the order together while he took the payment (and had a conversation with the customer) and gave it to him. Right now, he had the entire order. He told the guy to pull around front and he would walk the food out. Huh??

We didnt really care, so we went back to work. Our manager was outside and witnessed the whole thing happen. She called the GM and he fired the guy for dealing at work. We also made sure to report to the GM how aggressive the guy was. He would react in a threatening way if someone walked behind him, which is inevitable in a fast food job.

Once he got fired, I found out that he shot a 17 year old in some kind of suspected drug deal. The other guy was okay and, as far as I know, my coworker went to prison.

I've never had major issues besides laziness or ineptitude.

I did have a guy work with me for a little while stocking at Walmart. Seemed like a decent dude. He got fired for taking too long on his breaks, and came and went like a bunch of others.

I saw him on the news about 6 months later. He beat his girlfriend's 5-year-old son to death. Specifically, he apparently grabbed him by the ankles and swung his head into the bathtub multiple times. I just sat there watching the TV with my jaw dropped.

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Before I was with my company, this one girl had been accepted as an intern, and the network manager started seeing unusual traffic from her computer. Upon investigation it turned out she was sharing music files online. She was let go.

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