<p>Musicmom1215…Great story.</p>
<p>For the most part my coworkers are all pretty good. There are always horror stories. I’m always amazed by ladies who don’t know how to flush a toilet and leave all kinds of surprises in there for the next bathroom visitor.</p>
<p>Okay something I never thought I’d have to address at work - I recently had to inform the people at work (and it’s an office of all women) that they needed to flush their toilet paper, not put their soiled paper in the trash can. </p>
<p>My interview question of - tell me what you’re looking for in a new job - has gotten bizarre answers. All time favorite? Well, I’d like to wake up at 5am and go out to the middle of my field and kneel in front of my 20 ft cross and give thanks to the Lord. Then I’d like to feed the animals, go back inside and have coffee with my wife. My response - last I checked, that wasn’t a paying job. Turned out he didn’t have a farm, a cross or any animals either.</p>
<p>Wow! Just wow to the guy whom apparently MADE UP a farm and animals and a 20ft cross, just to sound interesting in the interview! Wonder how long he would have kept it up if hired. Maybe there were years of ‘barnyard’ stories in him! ; ) </p>
<p>I once had a supervisor who was stick-thin and very uber conscious about her weight. She really didn’t eat all day. This made her very moody and angry. She would frequently come into my office and yell “That’s not how you do that!” when I would make a minor mistake. It was horrible. I was able to last only 2 years before I moved on.</p>
<p>This is a great thread. dstark, thanks for starting it. Each story reminds me of something else in my past.</p>
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<p>Where are these women from? There are places–Guatemala, for example–where the plumbing is such that one cannot flush toilet paper and everyone is expected to put it in a trash receptacle.</p>
<p>I’ve worked with my share of oddballs, but one company took the cake when it came to sleazy behavior. The company was run by a charismatic founder, who surrounded himself with a bunch of like-minded guys and ran the place like a boys’ club. An example of their behavior: one of them was getting married, so they held a bachelor party at a hotel. They hired a couple of teenage black hookers–these guys were all Jewish, btw, that was one of the criteria for inclusion in the club–who proceeded to perform oral sex on all of them while the others watched. Then the next day they cam back to the office and told people about it. Parties with hookers were not uncommon among this bunch–and we always heard about it afterwards–nor were affairs with female employees. The head of the company hooked up with a female programmer at the annual user group convention one year–while his wife was there. The rest of them were all laughing and conspiring to attempt to distract her so she wouldn’t notice. Naturally she did notice, and they were subsequently divorced. One of the guys had an affair with a young woman who worked for his group, and actually left his fiancee at the altar because of it. The young woman then moved in with him, and received several promotions (she started as a receptionist). Eventually, she underwent a personal crisis when the female relative who had raised her was dying of cancer. Apparently he didn’t find her to be as much fin anymore, because he started an affair with ANOTHER young woman in his group and reportedly made noises about the first young woman moving out. He controlled both her home–which was his–and her workplace. She committed suicide. It was terribly sad. I remember once the wife of one of these guys came into the office with their baby. The next month at the user group convention, a few of us were chatting at a cocktail party. Her husband came up to us and said we should be on the lookout for someone for him. (He was not joking.) I said, “Aren’t you married?” He looked at me with scorn, and said that if I thought that made any difference, I knew nothing.</p>
<p>I once worked in a large room of half walled cubicles with aisles. Not much privacy. A young woman who worked there was an habitual storyteller… Or maybe a pathological liar, depending on how you chose to look at it. At any rate, the stories didn’t add up to a consistent whole, but weren’t hurting anyone either, and were always entertaining to listen to. Just unbelievable personal stories at breaks and lunch, nothing work related. Two other young co-workers took it upon themselves to “investigate” and bring her down. This was back before the Internet, so it took a great deal of time and effort on their part. It became a sort of hobby of theirs to figure out where she REALLY lived, what she REALLY did with her time off… </p>
<p>The office ended up with two stalkers and a pathological liar playing a game of “Catch Me If You Can”.</p>
<p>The offending non tp flusher is from a suburban east coast state. </p>
<p>Another question I ask in interviews - is there anything that would prevent you from coming to work on a regular basis. A woman told me, well, I’m a grandma and if my grandkids need me or want me, I’ll be spending my time with them. No job will ever be more important than them. Well okay then - don’t apply or a f/t office job then.</p>
<p>I was asked about our snow policy - in the southern mid-atlantic we don’t get that much snow. We have a more common sense approach - if we decide to open after we check various sources, but you aren’t comfortable driving, then you can use your leave or take it unpaid. However, with light snow or ice we will sometimes decide to start a few hours later so the roads have a few hours to clear. And I told him we’ve only decided to close a handful of times in the past few years. He slams his fists on the desk and yells - that’s no snow policy! I want to know your snow policy! You can’t possibly run a business with no snow policy! (interview over - thanks for your time, we’ll let you know)</p>
<p>Or the guy who asked on the first question on the first interview how much the job paid - my reply, that decision comes further down the road. You need to learn more about the position, we need to learn what skills you bring to the table. He says - well let me just say this, if it doesn’t start with at least two 5’s we have nothing left to talk about. I thanked him for his time and walked him out. He was in the right ballpark but that was so rude I knew I’d never hire him.</p>
<p>VeryHappy, thanks.</p>
<p>I am reading these posts about women with bathroom issues, and I guess I was wrong. i thought women were the cleaner sex.</p>
<p>I work in a small office building of 5 offices…and somebody had a problem with the concept of pooping in the toilet. He kept missing and then he wouldn’t clean up the entire mess. He left remnants. We thought we knew it was…because somebody in the building is old and kind of sickly.
This year…the problem stops The landlord told a elderly man to be more careful…or was it the elderly man? Somebody in the building lost
his job…and ever since he left…the problem stoppped. Hmmmm. Maybe the younger guy was being hostile…</p>
<p>The guy who made up the farm story during an interview…was he
hired? If you are looking for creativity…thst guy could be your man.</p>
<p>EadtCoascrazy…lookd like 3 sick people in that story… .3 people to be avoided.</p>
<p>Consolation…which industry was thid? Finance? Law? Entertainment?
Ok…i have insulted enough industries. 
I think performersmom mentioned that people are just animals and your post shows this pretty well. </p>
<p>VeryHappy, I like this thread too. i am enjoying reading the stories.</p>
<p>I haven’t ran into this too much yet but in my current position there are three of us and we all have to work our vacation time out with each other. Sounds easy enough but i’m the youngest in the group when it comes to experience with the company and with that comes less pto time, though even I have more then almost any other company… I have six and a half Weeks this year and the others and seven and a half and eight and a half… So all together we have 22.5 Weeks to get on the same page about. It’s quite entertaining at times.</p>
<p>Fendergirl…that is a lot of vacation time.</p>
<p>Eyemamom…it is nice that some of these job appllicants weed themselves out for you.</p>
<p>Oh and d stark, we’ve long joked at work that we are going to start using the Mens room because the ladies is just crazy. one girl came out one day telling us of blood on the floor within a stall… and smeared on the stall walls… Really? Really???</p>
<p>Ecchhh…fendergirl…</p>
<p>What do people that are filthy think? They are not going to get caught? Don’t care? Hostile?</p>
<p>Obviously…they are pigs and they are not thinking of their fellow workers. Fendergirl…any idea who the blooder was?</p>
<p>No clue. For a few Weeks we had some issue where someone was using paper towels instead of toilet paper. They had to put up a sign that said if anyone saw anyone taking paper towels into a stall to notify upper management immediately… Amazingly it stopped. it was clogging the toilet in the ladies room and over flowing everywhere. I’d say it happened every day for at least a week.i’m just not sure if someone was trying to flood the bathroom or just really enjoyed using paper towels…</p>
<p>“i’m just not sure if someone was trying to flood the bathroom or just really enjoyed using paper towels…”</p>
<p>:)</p>
<p>Either way I shake my head in sadness.</p>
<p>First boss: diamond tie tacks and cufflinks, crisp designer shirts. Wife equally decked out. Well regardedi n our urban environment. After a month on the job he asked me to write dead notes and fabricate clients so he could charge medicaid more. Apparently he was already charging for my “80” hrs of counseling a week. Ugh. Left ASAP.</p>
<p>Another boss: Absolutely disgusting hygiene. Always smelled horrible, picked his nose, belched, farted and readjusted what must have been a thong numerous times a day. Oh, he was the head nurse on the unit. Ugh.</p>
<p>Current boss: First glance: great guy, very knowledgeable, knows everyone in the business, has helped design or create every thing in his path and yours. Except he is a pathological liar. Nothing is true. He has his hands in everyone’s pocket. I just watch in amazement. I need a new job. Ugh.</p>
<p>Apparently where my mom works they have a lady who pees on the seat, and a few other girls got sick of it so they put an out of order sign on a stall which would force pee lady to use the other stall, then they would just use that one and not have to deal with it. Then I guess they went and told my mom what they did so she wouldn’t see the sign and call building maintenance.</p>
<p>Consolation - WOW</p>
<p>I know a guy who was hired by a large company in an executive position years ago. On his first day, his Assistant said, “I should have gotten your job because I have an MBA.” That should have been enough to get rid of him, but it was difficult to fire people at this company. He soon learned why this Assistant was an Assistant. It took an entire year to have him transferred to another area. </p>
<p>Pales in comparison to working with Jeffrey Dahmer, but made for an exasperating year.</p>