What's the dumbest thing you've ever had to do at work?

Pigeon said:
That's a bit harsh. She probably enjoyed the trip, on whatever level - better than staring at the walls. People with learning difficulties should be out there doing stuff, not locked away so no one can see them (not that you were saying that they should be obviously)
Well, luckily we weren't supposed to make her go if she didn't want to (which was about 50% of the time). I just felt like the person who wrote that particular item into her training plan didn't bother to get to know the resident before deciding on what she would be capable of doing. Maybe they should have started with just learning new vocabulary words, or recognizing money. :\
 

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der_kluge said:
I had to babysit the guy to get him a bandaid and to clean up his blood. I don't think he lasted long.

What? That's sad, that he didn't last long . . . of all the places to die, man, Wal-Mart just ain't the right place . . .

Heh, sorry . . . :]
 

sniffles said:
I discovered just how bad pepper spray could be when I accidentally rubbed some jalapeno juice in my eye one night. :eek:

Pish Posh.

Once upon a time, I hand-crushed a bunch of those small red, really hot dried peppers into a large pot of chili.

Then went to use the bathroom.

(Helpful hint: Male, standing up, grasping with chili pepper oil coated hand...)

AAAIEIEIIEEE!
 

In one of my jobs right after college, I worked at a limestone quarry. They made crushed stone products for concrete, asphalt, road construction , etc. I worked in the lab, checking quailty (mostly checking for correct sizing of stone products). Some of my wonderful duties include:

- Setting up a seizmagraph in home owners yards, because they just knew that the mine/quarry explosions were going to tear their houses in half -- "Look at the cracks in the driveway!" (The worst was for one of our company's salemens wives -- they built their house next to the quarry!!@#$!%#$^!#)

- Climbing up piles of stone and sand to measure the side with a tape measure to calculate the volume & therefore the tons of product in inventory (my second boss wouldn't do it because she had "broken her ankle walking up piles like that").

- Driving to little known parts of the property to find 4' (1.2 meter) flat, steel "X"s and re-painting them with white paint every few months. -- They were used for aerial photographs to ... check tons of product inventory...

- (Of course) Reconciling my physical measurements (estimates) of product to the fly-over measurements (estimates)

- Driving a couple of local Tool Rental managers around the property showing them where all the port-a-pottys were (at least I got to drive their Hummer :))

- Training a union manager to do the job the company wouldn't hire me to do :mad:

- and #1 worst thing... washing my first bosses company car :(
(Fortunately he was promoted up, up, and away from me)
 
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Going door to door to put invitations in mailboxes while my boss was driving 5mph on the street instructing me which door to and not to put one in. And I work in a very prestigious Art gallery in So Cal.

I really felt like an idiot that day.
 


I had to try and teach three Iranians in Iran how to operate a Unix system, for 6 months.

An exercise in sheer futility. Iranians, the closest relative to the DnD Ettin on this planet. Except the two-faced Ettin has greater integrity.

Talk about 6 months of sheer frustration.
 

green slime said:
I had to try and teach three Iranians in Iran how to operate a Unix system, for 6 months.

An exercise in sheer futility. Iranians, the closest relative to the DnD Ettin on this planet. Except the two-faced Ettin has greater integrity.

Talk about 6 months of sheer frustration.

Hmmmm, thanks for adding a nice rascist story to this thread, how refreshing . . .
 

There is a whiteboard in the office with all the names of the expats working there.

Next to the name is the date of arrival and planned date of departure, and mobile phone number.

This white board is placed in a prominent position for all to see.

These dates have not changed in the three month stint I did there.

In a meeting, I say: "I am leaving Saturday next week, as stated on the white board." to both the immediate managers, and the project manager. I say this because the project manager asked "When are you leaving?". Everyone at the meeting hears and acknowledges this fact.

On the same Saturday I leave (they work Saturdays), the project manager hears second hand that I am leaving that day. He talks to me to confirm. Thereafter I get an irrate email from the two immediate managers stating basically that they have been uninformed of this sudden happening, and I should cancel my trip home. Needless to say, I did not.

Basically, they had failed to inform the customer's management, and were trying to save face. They were used to bullying their fellow countrymen around, and so tried to bully me. This is not atypical behaviour experienced there.
 

dogoftheunderworld said:
- and #1 worst thing... washing my first bosses company car :(
(Fortunately me was promoted up, up, and away from me)
You were promoted away from yourself?
 

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