Liar, Liar
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My boss straight up told me no and called me a liar.
She accused me of having a date or party or some such, instead of actually going to see my family.
I’m not a college kid. I’m not a party type. I never go out. And my family needed me badly. I hadn’t even seen my mother and little brothers beyond a couple minutes in the parking lot a couple times. My mother lost her husband of 25 years and my 14 and 22 year old brothers just lost their father. And I’m a liar the first time I ask for a little break to be with them.
The more I think about it, the more livid I am. I’m going to have a nice little conversation with the big bosses the day before I go back to work. I want her gone and I have more than enough proof of a multitude of serious misdeeds. Her behavior impairs the operation of the department and is an actual danger to the university.
I’m currently on a 3 week paid vacation after the bigger bosses heard about that one.”
Couldn’t Hold It In Anymore
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“I was working control, which basically means I spend about six hours in a small room, hitting buttons, watching cameras, and filling out paperwork. Nothing too bad, but you can’t leave the room until you have someone come and relieve you. Around four hours in, I realized that I needed to pee. I called my supervisor and asked for someone to relieve me. She said she’d send our other coworker up when he got rounds done. And then she left.
So no one could have relieved me, because you have to have someone on the floor at all times. I called her three more times — every time she came back to our floor — but she kept blowing me off. I ended up peeing myself coming down the stairs when she finally came to relieve me, after she’d spent the last twenty minutes standing in the doorway down the hall, chatting it up with her higher-ups after she went for a bathroom break. I could see her from my chair. Heck, I could see the bathroom from my chair. And she still let me pee on myself.
Jokes on her though. I talked to my lieutenant and he moved me to work with people who actually knew what they were doing, and, after two months, I finally got moved to days, which she’d been putting in for forever and not getting.”
Just Desserts
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“I got pregnant while working for a small subcontracting company as an assistant. I told my boss, the vice president, and let them know I’d need to take a few weeks off after I gave birth. So the VP hired an ‘assistant’ to cover my duties while I was gone.
I gave birth and took the week off and then an additional week with the baby for a total of two weeks of leave. I returned to work for a bit until my newborn son got sick. Very, very sick. He was hospitalized for almost a week.
I missed three days of work because of this and the day I returned, I was fired, and guess who replaced me? The person who I basically trained to do my job, ‘my assistant.’ Taught me a life lesson there, never train someone to do your job.
Bonus: The company was running out of money, and fired others as well without warnings or cause.
I filed for unemployment, along with others, and was subsequently denied. The VP and managers submitted forged timesheets, our signatures on the cards, and said the employees who were fired were termed due to being late three or more days in a row and were warned.”
Blackballed For Life
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“I interned in my state government while I studied for the bar exam. I took the bar examination and kept interning while I awaited the results with baited breath.
In the meantime, my wife got a job in the city we’d both grown up in and wanted to return to, so we planned to move there as soon as possible.
I gave my two-week notice and offered to train a replacement before I left. The intern coordinator fired me instead and called me unprofessional for leaving.
Several months passed by. I passed the bar exam and interviewed for a state government job that I thought would be perfect for me. The interview process went really well, or so I thought.