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Karen Boss Judges my Relationship! | Reddit Stories
Karen Boss Judges my Relationship! | Reddit Stories
Karen demanded I move from my table at the restaurant so she could sit there with her son. She then complained to the manager to the point where he had to call the cops on her. Once they arrived she still refused to cooperate, which resulted in Karen getting arrested! Subscribe for more reddit podcast stories.
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00:38 Karen Demands my Table, Gets Arrested!
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I like it to be honest, but your head still looks like a balloon. So please smash that like button and subscribe and turn on notifications for new stories from Reddit every single day. Karen, my boss, keeps judging my relationship. I love my job, and when my boyfriends been together three and a half years, job was taking too long to bring him back, I got him a job working with me. It's been great, no one acts weird. Honestly, for the first month, no one even knew we were together. We've made a solid circle of close friends and coworkers, and it's a healthy environment for the most part. My assistant manager, 30 female, brings up our relationship a lot. About how she could never live and work with someone that she was dating, how spending so much time together is toxic, etc. My boyfriend has dancer friends, who sometimes visit our workplace. They are lovely girls, and we hang out occasionally. They're older than us, in their 30s, and we are 23, beautiful and intelligent. Honestly, they act like moms are older sisters, and I love the friendship. My assistant manager consistently talks about how secure I must be to be okay with how they act together. They call him babe, but they call me babe too. And she tried to tell me to watch out for them, how my boyfriend seems too friendly with these ladies. He's friendly with everyone, and just started venting her opinions about my relationship. I told her I appreciate the concern, but to leave it be, we are perfectly happy. She pressed the issue, and I told her to mine her business and to focus on her own relationship. She said I was being a jerk for not taking what she was saying seriously, and reevaluating my relationship. And since my relationship is a known thing, she has every right to say something about it. Am I the jerk? I mean, I get workplace and dating opens Pandora's box, but I think she was out of line. Please report her to HR, she needs to learn to mine her own business. Am I the jerk for tipping a Domino's delivery driver? My girlfriend and I order in a lot for date nights, for logistical reasons, like a lot. She really likes Domino's pizza. It's an easy food for her, and she has texture and sensory issues. I'm not going to judge, I certainly don't mind anything, whatever she wants to eat. It's hard finding stuff she likes at restaurants that won't upset her stomach or set off the texture thing. She just has a thing where she is the one that has to order the food, and she never does more than 12% tip. Problem is, we've been ordering a lot, and the same guy has been coming the last half dozen times, and he's always been great. Never a problem, friendly, on time, hot. No issues with the pizza going sideways and being a mess when it arrives and so on. One time, he even grabbed us an extra thing of garlic dipping sauce, and she wasn't complaining when she used that. When I saw his name yet again this time, it's an unmistakable name. I started thinking, "I grabbed a five from my wallet and brought it with me when I answered the door." I asked the guy, "Hey, can you accept direct tips, like from me?" And he said, "Yeah." So I offered him the money and took the food. My girlfriend overheard, and got on me about being a condescending jerk about the fact being a regular Joe, just trying to make ends meet as hard enough without pity handouts or my savior complex. Plus, she said I was undermining her, which was the big thing, and that she feels I just called her cheap and undervaluing work. Despite her having been in retail, but she said that's literally what he gets paid to do. That's the bare minimum, and that's that. It's really messed up date night, and she's super upset with me now. I just wanted to recognize that this guy was doing a lot of work and helpful and always nice to us, that he even goes above what we ask. I don't know, maybe it came across condescending, and like I was calling her tip not good enough. Update. Girlfriend and I patched things up. She had gone off the rails due to the realization that she was under tipping and felt bad about it. Instead of facing that, she said she pushed it to me because "it felt like you had done something to make me feel like that, when it was me to start with." She reacted badly, she knows it. She even knew it on the night of, but didn't know how to talk that over as well as understanding why she went off so badly. Everything she said she apologized for. She grew up hearing her dad talk about tipping like that and didn't think she'd let it get to her. She said, "It was like every time I opened my mouth, my dad's words came out." She's ashamed and appalled by the things she said. I pointed out some of the things you all mentioned, definitely not the ones where you guys call their names though, especially the ones about wages. She had no idea that the wages changed on the road, how little reimbursement there was, and never considered the wear and tear aspect. She's also going to talk to her doctor about where to start with a potential ARFID diagnosis, or at least just looking into it, even if it's not specifically that. First things first though, our next delivery is getting a hefty tip, so are the rest. Oh, one more edit, because it's funny, I meant the pizza is always hot. Pizza dudes definitely not my type. Don't interrupt me while I'm on the phone. Hey guys, this happened to me yesterday at work, and this was the first place I thought to share it. So I work in construction management, currently as a project engineer on a large site in New York City. My day-to-day duty is equivalent to a site superintendent, walking the site and ensuring safety procedures are followed and coordination between trades stays tight and efficient. Recently, the project manager I would answer to quit, leaving the rest of us on site struggling to pick up the many broken pieces he left behind for us. The PM that came in to take his place, Matt, has been coming to me on a daily basis to help him get up to speed on what was left over from my old boss leaving. Details like the status of certain trades, deliveries, locations of fixtures, you get the idea. Matt is a great boss and a really genuine guy. The type of person that is overly nice about everything, well except for one thing. He hates, hates, hates being interrupted while on the phone. Now that's a pretty reasonable request, one that we all follow, even if we need some critical info from him, as we've seen him blow up once or twice after being interrupted. With the backstory out of the way, this is where the story begins. Well, yesterday there was a safety emergency on site, meaning I couldn't get by the office for a large chunk of the day. Finally, after dealing with said emergency, I stopped by the office as I had my own questions for Matt and found him on the phone with our architect. Now, knowing I'd be a fool to interrupt, I take a seat a little bit away and wait patiently, while also listening into the conversation being held. Matt was asking about the locations of millwork on site, as our blueprints do a terrible job of marking them out for us. The architect was also struggling to give him definite answers as I could tell that Matt was getting aggravated. Now, unbeknownst to Matt, I had already put together a beautiful marked up drawing of the exact locations of every piece of millwork on site a few months ago, knowing that our drawings were lacking in this regard. Against my better judgement, I got his attention to try and let him know that he was wasting his time. This was met with an aggressive hand wave and scowl. I shrugged, laughed a bit inside, and returned to my desk to email Matt my marked up drawing. Well, about 45 minutes later, Matt gets off the phone and calls me back over to ask what I needed from him. "Oh, nothing," I said. But you might want to check your email. Let's just say, I now have permission to interrupt Matt while he's on the phone going forward. Hi, I'm Martine Hackett, host of the podcast Untold Stories, Life with a Severe Autoimmune Condition, a production of Ruby Studios in partnership with Argenics. In season three, hear real people talk about their journey with autoimmune conditions like Myasthenia gravis and chronic inflammatory demyelinating polyneuropathy, also known as CIDP. The stories are unique, but the hope we inspire is shared by all. Whenever I go to my specialist, he mentions the R word, "remission." I don't like to say it too loud because it makes me nervous, right? Is it possible? Is it over? But also knowing it's never really over, but just being able to say, "Hey, there's light at the end of the tunnel. Stay the course. 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I make this soup for him approximately once a week, and Jessica has come to love it as much as he does, without ever mentioning any issue after eating it. So the issue. My brother, Jessica and I traveled to Bro and I's hometown for our grandmother's 90th birthday celebration this week. Our mom was catering it, specifically with traditional Indian foods, since that's where she and our grandmother are from. However, when we arrived and I offered to help mom with a prep work, I noticed she was making several additional dishes, like chicken nuggets, chips, and finger sandwiches, and was keeping them well separate from the rest of the food. I asked what that was about, and she casually said, "I'm just making sure that Jessica can have something to eat with her allergies." I said I didn't know she had allergies, and mom said, "Yes." She says she's severely allergic to onion, garlic, and coriander. If you're familiar with Indian cuisine at all, you get why it would be an issue for someone with those allergies, except Jessica eats my soup, all the time. It has onions, and it's never caused her a reaction. The part where I may have been a jerk is I said this to my mom, which, if you're familiar with Indian mothers, you may understand how that could have been a bad move. She didn't kick off or act aggressive, but she did confront Jessica about lying and ask if there was something wrong with her cooking. Jessica got kind of red and stammery, and eventually admitted that she just doesn't like all that curry stuff, but that saying she was allergic would be less awkward. Mom got upset because she had taken such efforts to keep everything separate and whatever to avoid cross-contamination. Jessica got upset because mom was upset. My brother got upset at me for saying anything in the first place. Everything got rather awkward, and Jessica ended up not even coming to the party. They now haven't spoken to me all week, except for my brother telling me I'm a gossipy jerk, and I shouldn't have said anything, which, yeah, I kind of get. Was I the jerk? I didn't intend to cause drama. It was kind of just a surprise. Oh, that's weird. My soup with onions and it doesn't make her sick. I feel bad for ruining her first impression with our family and embarrassing her. Well who do you think is the jerk? O.P. or Jessica, please let us know. Definitely Jessica, tell mom we'll take that curry. God, I love curry. Am I the jerk for telling my friend's fiancé that their new house isn't his because he didn't contribute to purchasing it? I, 35 female, have a friend, Ren, 32 female, who purchased her first house recently with her fiancé, Jack, 36 male, fake names. Ren and Jack had us over this past weekend to see their new house at a housewarming/halloween party. There were several people there, some I knew and some I didn't, because they were Jack's friends. I sat outside for a bit with Ren after having been there for an hour and getting a tour of their new house. I asked Ren how it felt to officially be a homeowner and she said it was probably their biggest accomplishment so far in their lives and they were both so excited. She said she can't stop looking at our county auditor's website and looking up the house address to see their name on it. I never heard of this, we live in the states so I'm not sure if this can be done in other countries and I asked her to show me. She logged into the county auditor website on her phone and showed me the property records. I saw Ren's name but not Jack's. I asked Ren why that was. Long story short, she said that her credit score alone qualified them for a better interest rate and since her parents gave her the $35,000 down payment that she didn't want his name on it since she and her family had the most to lose should something negative happen with their relationship or one of them passes. Her will was rewritten to leave the house to Jack as long as they are still married. Jack apparently agreed to this and they planned to use this house for equity 10 years down the road and at that time his name will be on the new house. I knew about the down payment months ago when they started looking but she said the house is still Jack's in her eyes since they are getting married. A few hours later some people have left and we set outside around a fire pit chatting with Jack and a couple of their friends. I honestly don't remember what we were talking about but Jack interrupted me and asked why I kept referring to the house as Ren's house and not their house. I didn't notice I was saying it but I told him that maybe it was because the house is not his. He asked what I meant and I mentioned the house on the auditor website only has Ren's name on it. Ren said who cares and that he contributes to the bills and upkeep and he lives there so it's his house too. I said with all due respect it isn't legally. The other friends were quiet but Jack laughed at me. I asked what was so funny but all he told me after sipping his beer was to get the heck off his property. I told him it's not his property and I wasn't going anywhere. Then Ren said get off our property. I said Jack should be mad at Ren for showing me in the first place and left. I asked my sister about what happened. She said that his name not being on the records isn't relevant because when you marry you share everything you have with your partner and that I was out of line. But my dad said I wasn't technically wrong and Ren was wrong for showing me his name wasn't on the house. Am I the jerk? Bruh. Had an interview. Are these red flags of a bad place to work? Had an interview yesterday for a bar tending and server position at a nice pub in an affluent neighborhood. The restaurant is beautiful with high ceilings, chandeliers, fireplace, hardwood bar, large whiskey selection, craft cocktails and comfort food. It is well rated on Google and Yelp. A few things I found odd during the interview. When I arrived early at the scheduled time of the interview, I had to wait because the interviewer told me he had to print out an application for me. I waited 20 minutes. Shouldn't a place that has posted on Craigslist and culinary agents and a scheduled interview have applications ready? While I was waiting for the applications to get printed, a server greeted me with water. I explained to her I was here for an interview and not dining in. She asked what position. I said bartender. She got a look and said, "Oh good. We need bartenders." Shouldn't it be easy to staff a bartender at a place with $15 craft cocktails like people should be lining up for this job? Onto the interview. I ask about history of the restaurant. He tells me about the owners and says, "They are very blunt people. If they don't like something, they will tell you. Some people cry, but you need to realize it's not personal and it's better they just get it out." Alright, so what I'm hearing is they verbally mistreat their employees. Got it. Also says the new hires are complaining about not making any money, but he explains when you are new, you will not be getting good shifts and that you have to prove you deserve it. Kind of understandable, but I mean how long would the waiting process be? He also told me there are servers who have been there for 10 to 15 years. No way those people are giving up their good shifts, ever. I ask about how we got paid. He said in cash, "I told him I was surprised since it's been 5 plus years that I've had a restaurant job paying cash day off." This summer, saddle up with the only sports book where you can bet on horse racing, Fan Deal. Right now, new customers can get a no sweat first bet up to $500. 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He says how guests will ask to use Apple Pay and he again proudly states that is something they will never do. So what I'm hearing here is they don't change with the times. My biggest gripe is I asked if they offer health insurance and he didn't know. He said that before lockdown he knew that some employees had insurance and the ones who had it then still have it now. So what this tells me is either they stopped offering insurance after lockdown or they haven't been able to retain any employees long enough to qualify for health insurance. Also, how do you not know? Isn't that a very common question perspective employers ask? Interviewer also seemed to be a bit of the "no one wants to work anymore" mindset. Unprompted he went on a tangent about how on Facebook the job postings will get comments like "why didn't I get a call?" and how people assume an application means an interview. He doesn't want candidates with four jobs in two years. I agree to an extent but if you're desperate for people you take what you can get. I haven't heard back yet, I'm just sad because I've been applying everywhere since summer and this is the first end-person interview I've had. I have 15+ years in the industry and an associate. That place sounds like a nightmare to work at to be honest. Maybe it's a good thing you haven't gotten a call from them. Am I the jerk for expecting my wife to look after our sick daughter for one evening? I, male 35, have a near three-year-old daughter with my wife, female 35. We generally co-parent okay for the most part, although there are issues from time to time. My wife definitely socializes with her friends much more often than I do. My friends live further away, which leaves me solely responsible for taking care of little one. She maybe has around one half nights out a month, whereas it's even less for me. This is absolutely okay with me and I don't usually text or call my wife during her nights out to try and let her enjoy herself. Last night I had plans to go to my friend's house for a gaming night. The plan was roughly to leave at 7, be there at 7.30, and leave at around 12. When I get to my friends, my wife called me to tell me that little one had been sick. I asked if she was okay and how they were both feeling. She said okay and I said that if she gets worse, to let me know. For the next two hours, my wife puts texts and pictures in a shared family group Whatsapp a chat, basically telling everyone in the family that little one is sick, and also making references to the fact that daddy is out having fun while mommy is holding the fort. I felt that that was very unfair and made me look like I had just ditched them. Visiting my friend was a pre-planned get together, and I don't think it's an unreasonable expectation for the mother of my child to be able to deal with a bout of sickness. If she had developed some more serious symptoms, I'd absolutely have come home immediately, but this wasn't the case. It eventually got to 10pm, and she texted me saying that little one had fallen asleep. I said that's good, you can put her to bed now. She responded, I don't want to move her, if she's sick, it'll take two of us to change her bedding. So she never explicitly said it, but this was basically her telling me that I needed to come home. So after getting two hours, most of which was spent checking texts and messages, I apologize to my friend and went home. When I got home, not only were both of them in bed, but my wife had taken the liberty of plugging in the monitor on my bedside table. Inevitably, little one got up a bunch of times during the night, which I'd have been fine dealing with after I had gotten home at my plan time, but I dealt with almost every wake-up call last night. This morning, my wife asked me why I was in a bad mood. I said she should be able to manage one night without me, even if she was sick. She said that I was selfish and that I needed to re-evaluate my priorities. I told her that I'd go out of my way to ensure she isn't overly bothered or disturbed on her nights out with friends when I'm the one taking care of little one. But she said it wasn't a comparable situation. Am I the jerk friend insisting to her that it's not unreasonable for me to expect she can handle a little bout of sickness with little one when she's the one in charge for the evening? Can't work from home without a doctor's note? Roger that. Let me start by saying I'm not from the US, but Europe. My company policy regarding working from home and office days is the following and not flexible. We have two set office days and three set work from home days. In the heat of the lockdown, the government obligated everyone to work from home, which we all did without any issues. As of recently, it's no longer obligated, only highly recommended if work from home is possible. Here we go on to the malicious compliance. My husband and I both woke up sick with a heavy cold, nothing major, cough, snotty noses and sore throats. Husband called into work and informed his employer, they told him it's no problem and he can reschedule his appointments to team meetings to another day and work from home. I decided to call my employer too to check the company policy as I have an obligated office day. I don't want to make any other colleagues sick and my job does not require my attendance at the office. I can work from home perfectly. My employer replied that I can only work from home if I provide them with a doctor's note, mentioning that I am indeed sick and work from home is necessary. If I cannot/don't want to provide such note, I must come into the office, sick or not. Okay? I call my doctor, explain the situation and ask how to proceed and what they recommend. The doctor didn't know what to say. My employer is actually asking for a note that mentions I am indeed sick enough to stay home, but not sick enough to stop working? Yeah, that's not a thing. So they told me that I am indeed sick, I will receive a sick note and will not be working today or tomorrow either. On top of that, I must get tested because I am pregnant and we must take no risks. I sent my employer an email with a sick note attached, mentioning that I will not be working and will get myself tested. My employer asked me if I will resume work after the test, well no. Unfortunately I am sick and have a note mentioning I am not seen fit to work and am even in lockdown. So I will no longer be able to work at all for the time mentioned on my doctor's note they asked for. I guess I have free internet now. So I started a new job at the end of June, better pay, better conditions and lots of perks that I am still learning about and trying to use. About a month after starting, I got called by my internet provider saying that my plan finished and so the price is increasing. I was a bit annoyed, seeing as I was under the impression that my current plan increased already and was final. I could be wrong, but throughout the conversation I was trying to protest against the price increase. At one point I said something like, "Why are you raising the price? The prices for internet have gone down and I have gotten the lowest bandwidth, 40 megabytes per second. I can get 10 times the bandwidth from another company for the new price you are giving me. Most providers, if you increase the price." My complaints and protests fall on deaf ears, "This is the policy and there's nothing I can do," they also said, "These charges are final. Please don't call us about the charges again." I was planning on switching providers and started looking into prices, but I was very busy at my new job and kept putting it off. At one point I'd learned that one of our perks, since we mostly worked from home, was to get a refund for our internet bills. Great, at least it won't be coming out of my pocket, I thought. It was retroactive from my start date, so I looked in my email for the receipts. And the last one was for July, built in August. But at this point it was already mid-September, and I wasn't charged for August. That's weird, I thought to myself, and decided to keep an eye on it. That's now November, and I still haven't been charged since August. 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Listen to Untold Stories, Life with a Severe Autoamune Condition on the iHeartRadio app, or wherever you get your podcasts. I was worried that I might get disconnected, but at some point I mentioned this to a friend who said the same thing happened to him with the same provider, and he had free internet for a year and a half until he moved, and called so his new appointment would be connected. They said they couldn't find him in the system, and he joined as a new member. I was going to call them and tell them about this, and ask to join a new plan, maybe cheaper. But then I remembered how they said that the charges were final, and I shouldn't call them about the charges anymore. Fine by me, so I was only charged once at the higher price, and I got that refunded. I guess I have free internet now. Am I the jerk for only paying half my bill at a restaurant when I was overcharged? My buddy and I went out to sushi yesterday. We go to this sushi place often, and always go for the all you can eat option. It's about $27. I think it's a great deal, because I'm a pretty big guy and a bodybuilder, so I eat a lot. Like a lot. I ordered eight rolls. I ate seven of them, but one of them I just really did not like at all. So I didn't touch it after the first bite. I expected to get charged for it, because that's usually how all you can eat works. If you don't finish it, you pay regular price. Well, I get the check, and the total is over $100. I see that they charged me individually for every roll. I call the waitress over and say there's been a mistake. I got all you can eat. She says that while I did order all you can eat, it's been voided since I didn't really touch one of the rolls. I asked why they didn't just charge me for the one roll and keep the all you can eat bundle, because I completely finished the other seven. She said that's not how this works. I asked to talk to the manager, who tells me the same thing. I said that makes no sense, and unless there's something on the menu stating otherwise about the terms of all you can eat, I ordered all you can eat. And that's what I'd be paying for. We argued a bit, and eventually I was just left staring at the bill. My buddy wanted to leave, so I just slapped a 50 on the table and left. I figured it would be enough for all you can eat, my coke, tax, the roll I didn't eat, and the tip. Well, on the car ride home, I called my girlfriend and told her what happened. She seemed shocked that I did that, and said it was basically theft, and it's equivalent to dining and dashing. I disagreed, and told her I was just paying for what I ordered. Well, I asked another buddy of mine who was a little on the fence. He said they shouldn't have charged me like that, but it was messed up to just leave with half the bill paid, and I should have worked it out with the manager. The buddy who got the sushi with me is 100% on my side. So read it, you decide, am I the jerk? Not giving me the files I need? Okay, I'll do as you wish. I worked at a company, let's just call it us, as a hardware engineer. Customers would contract us to design, redesign, repair, analyze, etc. their projects and modules and so on. One day, a big long-term customer will call the company ABC, called, and it went a bit something like this. ABC. Hello, we have a module which is not working. Can you analyze and fix it? Us. Hello ABC. Can you go into more detail? What exactly is not working? Is it hardware or software related? ABC. It's not working. Us. Well, yeah, but what is not working? It's not working. Alright, can we have the technical document so that we can start analyzing them? ABC. No can do. But here's the faulty module. Me. How do you expect us to work on this module without having a clue what it's supposed to do? You'll figure it out. Okay, so basically this went on for about a week. After that, we just said okay. I asked my boss, since I was supposed to work on it, how I should go on with the task. My boss, crazy lovely guy he was, just said, you heard them, we have to figure it out. So complete reverse engineering of the module and make sure you write down every single minute you work on it. Small side note for the non-tech-savvy people here. A reverse engineering process is the long and tedious process of tracing every single copper trace on a board, basically starting with the finished product with the goal to redraw the schematics for it. Think of it like having a meal with five courses and in the process of eating, figuring out the exact steps the cook took to make it. So I did as my boss said, I re-engineered the whole module, drawing my own schematics for it, figuring out the inner workings, even taking a ROM dump, basically deassembling the machine code into readable source codes and tracing down the workings of the software as well. This whole process took something like four to five months for me and two others, just reverse engineering this crazy module. After that, we finally started working on the errors and found out that there was a bug in the software causing the processor on the module to reboot like every two seconds. Huh. A bit of research showed that this module was part of an industrial controller system. Let's just say that if they were to put these modules anywhere in there, a lot of people would be without power. So after finding the error and fixing it by literally changing one line of code, writing the report and re-scheduling a meeting with a client, I got back to my boss who was following my working hours really carefully for the project. It turned out there were a lot of work hours for that project. Through the grapevines, I heard the total cost of the client was totaling well over $300,000. So the meeting began and we presented our findings, showed the whole process we did, including the reverse engineering. This time we spoke to different people as to the ones who gave us the project. This time, the CEO of ABC was within the meeting too. At first, he asked where we got the schematics because they didn't look like they were made with their templates. We told them that we weren't given the documents, so we had to re-engineer everything. Easy to say the CEO was livid. He immediately asked who told us that we couldn't get the documents. We told him. He thanked us, made sure we were paid 10% more than we build and hung up. The fallout came to us via an email from the CEO himself. He apologized to us that we had the hassle of re-engineering. Also said that if we ever have trouble like this again, we are free to contact him directly. Also, the guy who said "you figure it out" apparently got fired on the spot. Least to say that even if it was a lot of work, I really have to grin every time I remember this. This happened about three years ago, and since then I quit the job to study to become a state-certified technician. After that, I will happily go back to the company since working there was a charm. Also on a side note, after talking to the CEO of ABC and getting a few documents, we discovered that this software bug was over 9 years old, and a safety first over anything else, industrial controller system. A new law is helping me save more money on prescription drug costs. You may be able to save too. 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