25 Historias ridículas, extrañas y tontas de situaciones muy frustrantes en el trabajo

Trabajo en el sector funerario, por lo que me encuentro con nuevas ridiculeces casi a diario. Por ejemplo, hoy he tenido que buscar una bala en una bolsa para cadáveres, porque la lista de efectos personales de un fallecido que nos ha entregado el médico forense incluía "munición x 1". Esta persona iba a ser incinerada, y las balas en un crematorio están prohibidas por razones obvias.

Así que buscamos y buscamos, dentro de la bolsa del cuerpo, dentro de la ropa, los bolsillos, los zapatos, debajo del cuerpo; incluso iluminé con una linterna el agujero que solía ser la cara del fallecido para ver si tal vez todavía estaba en la zona de la cabeza, pero no. Así que, después de 20 minutos más o menos de buscar minuciosamente a este pobre muerto, llamé a la policía militar para ver si *ellos* tenían la bala. La chica que contestó al teléfono lo comprobó con el depósito de cadáveres y volvió para decir "sí, está aquí, ¡siempre cogemos y guardamos las balas!". ¡Genial! Entonces, ¿por qué la incluyen en la hoja de efectos personales con todo lo demás que todavía está con el cuerpo?

Mi trabajo es raro como el infierno, gente.

Trabajo en una biblioteca. La cantidad de personas que no traen su tarjeta de la biblioteca y luego se niegan a darme una identificación para que pueda buscar su cuenta es desconcertante. Sólo intento demostrar que son quienes dicen ser.

También una señora con problemas mentales me dijo una vez que Osama bin Laden quería robarle los zapatos al artista antes conocido como Prince.

Trabajo en marketing de influencers y contratamos a un influencer de Instagram para trabajar en una campaña de la marca de yogures. Como parte de la activación, también les enviamos un kit para teñir camisetas, sombreros, etc. al estilo tie-dye, con sus amigos o familiares. Una de las influencers sacó la tinta para teñir camisetas del kit y la utilizó para teñir su cuenco de yogur, grabó un video de ella misma comiéndolo, y luego compartió el video con sus seguidores, que finalmente la alertaron de que no se puede comer la tinta para teñir. Esto fue, por supuesto, culpa nuestra (la agencia) por no ser más claros en que el kit de tinte no era comestible.

Resumen: contratamos a alguien que se comió el tinte.

Una señora se enfadó porque el empanado de nuestros nuggets de POLLO no era vegano.

Trabajé en una tienda de comestibles. El perro de un cliente caga en la entrada de la tienda, junto a las cajas registradoras. Se queda allí mientras yo lo limpio, y el perro hace una segunda cagada mientras yo estoy limpiando la primera. Mientras limpio la segunda caca, el perro vomita. Mientras lo limpio, el dueño le da una palmadita en la cabeza al perro diciendo "buen chico". Después de eso, se le prohibió entrar, así que al menos eso es lo que hay.

I tattooed a cartoon character (the image my client picked out) and then they complained because it was "too cartoony"

A group of four grown men sneaking into the fitting room to smoke a joint. This would already be really, really dumb except the store they did it at was…Justice. For non-Americans and those outside the demographic, Justice was a clothing store for teen (or 8-12 year old) girls. They didn’t sell anything for men at all and it was literally impossible for them to blend in. Moreover, the tops of their heads were visible over the child-sized stall curtains. We called security, they got escorted out, and we had to close to air out the windowless store. I have no idea how they thought this was going to play out.

I worked in returns at IKEA and had a customer complain that they accidentally ripped the instruction manual in half for the furniture piece they were assembling when they were cutting open the box and couldn’t finish assembling it.

I politely informed them that all our instruction manuals were available online in pdf form, but this just made her mad and she wanted to speak to the manager. Manager gave her a few $5 gift cards just to get her off my back but I will always find it so funny that this lady thinks accidentally cutting in half an instruction manual (she had both halves too so she could have just easily put them together to read the instructions) inhibited her from assembling furniture.

I had to fix my boss’s company issued laptop and found a ton of farm animal and granny p*rn links stored on it. My boss was a Mormon woman in her 50s.

I was serving at Cracker Barrel and a woman came up to me saying her son thought I was Shaggy from Scooby Doo and practically begged me to come to their table to talk to him. I gave them the laziest attempt at a Shaggy impression.

One time my boss saved a hurt goose and put it in a box and made me take it to an animal hospital. Driving down the highway the goose started flapping and got out of the box. I didn’t know what to do and I was scared to grab the goose so I drove the whole way there with a goose riding passenger

I worked at Uncle Buck’s in a Bass Pro. For those of you that don’t know, it’s a bowling alley/restaurant. One night a group of people come in to celebrate their friends 27th birthday. After another host and I set them up at a lane, the manager comes over to tell us that they are getting a warning because she caught a few of them on camera pissing on the side of the building before they came in. And that’s not even the worst of it.

Some time later I receive a call at the front desk from the police saying that they were outside would like to speak to the manager. Turns out the manager caught the party doing coke in the bathroom. A few people in the party were detained and 1 guy tried to fight a cop. The rest that were left alone started raging. They started screaming slurs, smashed glasses and plates, stuck ketchup in the bowling balls and even tried to grab me over the counter. It’s the only time I ever felt unsafe at work.

As a concierge in a luxury hotel in Europe, I have seen all kinds of ridiculousness.

The most harmless was a woman who had a tantrum because we couldn't spontaneously organise a Maybach transfer and she had no idea how taxis or Uber worked, which really boggled my mind.

One guest called her assistant in Austria, who then called us at the concierge only to ask how far away a store was from her current location. It was 7 mins and she could have just googled it.