What is the weirdest thing you ever witnessed at work?

I worked in a medical Clinic in Colorado and two of the employees there hated each other, they regularly argued and called each other names. Everyday things between them grew worse, things really escalated finally when one of the employees said something that the other didn't like and she yelled "bite me" and the other employee did; right on the face. :wow:

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One night one of the fry guys was screwing around when he slipped on the greasy floor. He put his hand out to catch himself, right into the middle of the deep fryer, up past his elbow.

I'll never forget that smell, not ever.

They took him off in an ambulance and that was the last time I ever saw the guy.

:(

One of the more dangerous places to work. He found out the hard way.

The CoffeeKids are not allowed to run around in or goof around in the kitchen when someone's cooking. Period.

He had a pointed purple and silver hat, a purple cloak with stars all over it, and carried a shepherd's crook. Since our policy is, apparently, to ask me to deal with every unusual situation, naturally our office manager came and got me. The guy wanted to do a radio show so I asked him what he would do and he said "Magic." I asked him how he expected to people to see magic performed on the radio which puzzled him so much that he left and we never saw him again.

Magic through the radio. :rofl:

during a power outage.

We had gotten our system to go completely paperless in our department, so there was quite literally nothing we could do without electricity.

The other departments loathed us for it.

You know, they're foamy and you're supposed to squeeze them when stressed. Yeah, when stressed, we threw them at each other.

You sound like you worked with the same kind of fun miscreants I did.

Guy walked into the office (cable/internet/phone) with duct tape wrapped around his entire head, neck, and even hands. Tufts of gray hair peeked through some of the tape, and there was something that looked like dried blood crusted on bits of it as well.

He was wearing what at one time was a white t-shirt, but which was so stained with various things that it was this interesting shade of yellow/green/brown. He had on running shorts, as in the really high cut kind that hug a person really well.

He walked in yelling about the cable at his apartment complex. He wanted it all shut off. More than that, he wanted all the lines removed ... and the telephones too.

We were ... you guessed it ... reading his thoughts and using mind-control on him. Thus the duct tape. I guess it's the poor-man's tinfoil. What covering his neck and hands was protecting him from, I never got a chance to ask.

Interesting guy ... knew a lot of really creative profanity.

He spent the night at county lockup.

Stinky as hell though.

No, I know what you're talking about! :hi:

colleague such that the latter had to return to work sans shoes. Then there was the time the immediate boss told an employee holding a research report he could go and wipe his *** with it. And there was the employee-dropping-dead-at-the-copy-machine.

All in my high school.

as he slept. His "personal assistant" said his therapist recommended it for stress relief.

Therefore, telling stories about that would kind of be cheating :)

So I'll choose a story from my days of working in retail. I saw many bizarre things. One time I found a turd sitting on the men's room floor. Right in the middle of the floor. Pristine, almost.

I once had to repair a light fixture in a cell in the Ad Seg unit while the convict was having his weekly shower. He had taken newspapers, water, urine and other bodily fluids and completely covered every inch of his cell in paper mache. His sink, toilet, lite fixture, walls, fire sprinkler head...etc. I had to cut the paper crust off of the fixture to work on it. Fuck, it was nasty.

*on edit* After thinking about it for a minute I guess that was not the weirdest thing I've seen at work.

When I worked in a small factory, the plant manager was really strange. His wife had thrown him out so he slept in the factory with a gun. He kept beer in the lunchroom fridge. He'd shower at work, then walk around shirtless, come into our inspection office and weigh himself on our scale still dripping water. We'd be eating lunch and he'd come in to show us women his great muscle control by flexing his pecs up and down. He also had a problem with keeping his pants up. He was one of those guys with a biiig belly and honestly I don't think he wore underwear. It was pretty embarassing seeing almost his entire ass exposed when he squatted down to look at a machine. I'm not talking coin slot..I'm talking about 2/3 of his heiny. He also had a tremendous temper, would throw tools and machine parts.

I've seen a lot of weird stuff in earlier years,working retail and in the food industry. Those that stand out involve a dishwasher who lost his cool and threw a pan of nasty water on a waitress, he also threw water on me and got fired, another waitress who was drunk and attempted to wait on people, a coworker who uh..how can I say..had a side paying job servicing the customers after work, a boss who insisted we keep nasty ends of lunch meat chubs for months on end to grind up and make sandwich spread, wash mold off our deli hotdogs and use up chicken that smelled like crap. Her rule was if you don't puke when you smell it, it's good enough to use.

Yours was a shocker. Did the biter get fired?

But my boss (a staunch Republican who is in his 50's) was having a temper tantrum one day over a deal that wasn't going smoothly and literally took his arm and elbowed all of the paperwork (which was considerable) off his desk and onto the floor all the time yelling "uuuuugggghhhh".

I was sitting across his desk and this was a shock. It was not directed at me, just his frustration, in general.

After everything landed, I asked if he felt okay, and proceeded to leave the office. I turned when I was at the door and said "I hope you know that YOU are picking that stuff up".

And he did. But it was absolutely the worst possible example of professionalism (or lack thereof) that I've ever seen, and I'm not a young person! What ever respect that I may have had for this gentleman guy completely eroded at that point. It was complete and total childishness.

I work in a hospital and have had the displeasure of watching people die. The worst experience was a young man who died unexpectedly, walking down the hall to greet his parents who were visiting. We tried to save him and failed.

I don't work in a hospital; but a co-worker of mine had a massive stroke and died at work. She was sitting 20 yards from me. It was horrible. She was only 41 years old.

However, one day we had "wellbeing day" at work, with several activities one of which was yoga. One of the programmers took the yoga class, and during it he removed his trousers to the astonishment of all present. (I was not there). Ever since that day he has been known as Captain Yogapants.

One I'd prefer not to mention because people might recognize it.

The other was a meeting in which the boss threatened to steal our car-stereos.

I'm a musician.

It was also where the employees took meals.

two of a cook's fingers landed at my feet. he was working at the slicer and sliced them off. I picked them up with a napkin and put them in a bowl of ice water. The chef tried to make the guy finish his shift. the chef-crazy asshole. One of the waitresses drove the cook to the er where they were able to reattach his fingers.

when I worked at the coroner's office a few years later I had one of the few work space with windows. My windows over looked our parking lot. One day I watched one of the Pathologists fooling around between cars then squat down. He got up quickly and moved on. I went out to investigate, found a fresh load of shit. A few months later the same pathologist was observed by me & my assistant kneeling down bobbing at another guy's crotch at about the same place in the parking lot. For a doctor this pathologist was pretty screwed up, hell for an average mortal he was pretty high on the screwed up scale. but he was always somewhat amusing.

People would use our parking lots, but were supposed to be kept out of the mill proper. So I'm doing my rounds on 3 X 11, and I come across a guy wearing a skin tight yellow suit. I stop him to try and figure out what he was doing, and it turned out that he was a millwright who'd ridden his bike to work. He was on the way to the locker room.

I wasn't there the day the guy got pissed off by the low water flow in the shower and stomped over to the main office to complain....






















without getting dressed first.

the hearing room and I insisted on getting a DNA test for her grandchild's paternity. Her son (14) was the alleged father of a daughter, and I was his (intern) GAL. We *always* order DNA testing.

It's *weird* seeing freaking-out grandmas in their early 30s. Suddenly, they're interested in what their kids are up to. (Yes, I know minor children of responsible adults get pregnant and get others pregnant on occasion. There but for the grace of Trojans and irregular cycles go I. This woman does not fall into that category.)

Last week, someone got arrested for chewing out the deputy. (Word of advice: Don't.)