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First Day at Work Nightmares
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Easytigers
Guru
Hey I can't laugh...I mentioned earlier in the thread that I worked in a frozen food factory. In the first week, I was working in the meat prep section...it was a pretty stressful shift as we had to hit a certain target by the end of the night. Part way through, the manager shouts at me to go and get a pallet of chicken lips...Was it behind the left-handed screwdrivers and the skyhooks?
Very naively, off I ran to the freezer locker and hunted dutifully for the pallet that said chicken lips (I think I even asked someone) until it suddenly dawned on me (to be fair I was just getting used to doing nights!)
Globalti
Legendary Member
I had a job driving cars around for Hertz in Newcastle and one day I was asked to accompany one of the office girls to deliver a car to the airport. We set off in two cars, me following. I was well into beer by then and at one point I dropped an absolute stinker in the car and as I did so I thought: "I hope she doesn't smell that!" At that moment her brake lights and indicator went on and she pulled into a layby, got out and tottered back towards me in her black and yellow uniform and high heels. By then I was in full panic mode with the windows open, waving my hands around to clear the fog. She stuck her head down by the window to tell me we were just going to divert to a nearby hotel to drop off some brochures. I must have been completely red and flustered; if she smelled the smell she was very diplomatic..... or maybe she had been trumping in her own car.
AndyRM
XOXO
- Location
- North Shields
Somehow I've never had a prank played on me, but I've dished out a few...
My favourite was telling work experience kids that I'd run out of jpegs and would they mind nipping to the printers to get me some? At the time I used a small network of local printers who were all in on the joke and would direct the poor souls around. The whole route took about two hours to complete...
One lass printed a picture of herself with 'JPEG' written down her saluting middle finger. She's now head of creative at the place.
My favourite was telling work experience kids that I'd run out of jpegs and would they mind nipping to the printers to get me some? At the time I used a small network of local printers who were all in on the joke and would direct the poor souls around. The whole route took about two hours to complete...
One lass printed a picture of herself with 'JPEG' written down her saluting middle finger. She's now head of creative at the place.
steve50
Disenchanted Member
- Location
- West Yorkshire
remind me never to work with you
i could tell you some stories from my time in the steel industry (wiredrawing) that would make your hair curl.
It was quite common when asked what trade I worked in, I would reply wiredrawing to have folk reply, "Oh yeah, how many fingers have you got left?".
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BrumJim
Forum Stalwart (won't take the hint and leave...)
- Location
- Selly Oak, Birmingham
i could tell you some stories from my time in the steel industry (wiredrawing) that would make your hair curl.
It was quite common when asked what trade I worked in, I would reply wiredrawing to have folk reply, "Oh yeah, how many fingers have you got left?".
Hmm. I work for an IV&V company, and the people who do factory safety inspections say that the worst customer they have is British Steel / Corus / Whoever they are now. Quote "Its like their mission statement is 'We kill people'".
RichardB
Slightly retro
- Location
- West Wales
Oh, it was you!Before she could ring the Porter, he came strolling down the ward with them! Although he doesn't remember the incident,......and he isn't a porter anymore.
Reader, I married him.
Hi.
- Location
- Manchester
I take it that nurses regularly lost the shute keys?
A Sky Hook is a thing, BTW : http://www.rockrun.com/petzl-sky-hook-sling?ref=1 (it is rock climbing equipment).
I have lived in Warrington since 1969.........it was/is known as the Wires as that was it's main industry. So I know what you mean e.g. my wife's uncle worked at Lockers and had 1/2 a finger missing.i could tell you some stories from my time in the steel industry (wiredrawing) that would make your hair curl.
It was quite common when asked what trade I worked in, I would reply wiredrawing to have folk reply, "Oh yeah, how many fingers have you got left?".
I worked in a wire weaving 'shop' and remember a guy working a guillotine.....he pushed his fingers in too far and bingo...no fingers
. That was the days before H&S got sensible.Slightly OT. When on the tube, it is quite common to see the same people on your tube carriage over the years. They also often live near you as most use the carriage nearest the exit at your station.
When I moved house on the first day I half thought about the fact that I would start to see the same people and some may even live close to me. When I got on the tube I didn't see the woman in front had a walking stick at an angle away from here (presumable to support) so my first impression was me kicking away her stick and she toppled into me.
When I moved house on the first day I half thought about the fact that I would start to see the same people and some may even live close to me. When I got on the tube I didn't see the woman in front had a walking stick at an angle away from here (presumable to support) so my first impression was me kicking away her stick and she toppled into me.
Booyaa
Veteran
- Location
- South Staffordshire
Lew Alcindor had a pretty handy one too.
RichardB
Slightly retro
- Location
- West Wales
If I could arrange it, yes.
mybike
Grumblin at Garmin on the Granny Gear
- Location
- Not 'emel 'empstead
If I could arrange it, yes.
I suspect that it would never happen with a chute.
Joey Shabadoo
My pronouns are "He", "Him" and "buggerlugs"
Worst job - worked in a slaughterhouse in Guildford when I was a teenager. I was given a sledgehammer and told to crack the cow's skulls with it. When I asked about bolt guns they laughed and said they didn't have anything so modern. All morning I killed cows. If you didn't swing the sledgehammer hard enough, the cow went nuts and tried to break the crush. Hit the thing too hard and the sledgehammer smashed the skull and you got covered in brains. By lunchtime I was knackered, but when I got to the canteen everybody stood up and applauded. Turned out they were having a laugh with the new guy and I could have been using a bolt gun. I walked out and never went back. Didn't even ask for wages.
