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Edited by II Smiggles II:
4/26/2014 8:32:45 PM
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My Coworker Feels I'm a Threat
Alright, warning this is blog-ish
Also TL;DR I left NSFW drawings out on a clip board accidentally and a coworker felt it was a threat of violence towards her.
Put under the cut for convenience.
[spoiler]I closed Wednesday night an it gets really slow. I've made a habit of drawing on napkins at work, be it on my break or during dead time.
For the first time ever I accidentally left two of them on the clipboard by the safe. One was simply a bunny that I tried to make as cute as possible at the time and another was Yatagarasu, a three-legged crow of myth.
It had a speech bubble that said, "-blam!- you. I'm a God".
This particular coworker of which I helped when no one else would and gave her the nice towel treatment found it the next morning. She took it directly to my manager and said she was "scared, offended and very angry". Explaining to my manager that she felt I intentionally left it for her to find and that it was surely a personal attack/threat. One that needed to be taken very seriously.
My manager today pulled me into her office where I laughed about it. I was asked simply not to draw at the store anymore and the napkins were confiscated. Though as I closed the door she complimented my art style.
This isn't the first time I've been dirtied for ridiculous claims. When I first began working here another coworker had told my manager I scream at her, throw things, and make her feel unimportant.
I hardly talk at all. [/spoiler]
Anyone ever have something stupid happen at work?
I'm still at mine so replies will be slow.
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One last thing to throw on the stupid shit pile about my construction job. There was a small shed of sorts, the kind that you could pack up on a trailer and haul away. This was our base of sorts. And rather than have it on the premises of the god damn building we were working on, it was in a lot about two blocks away from the site. So you know what our fantastic -blam!-ing wake-up in the morning ritual was? Haul all the tools two blocks to the work site. Haul all the stuff we were going to need such as lumber, iron, and so on. And, there was one day that really, really sucked above all others. After chipping all the stucco off the building, rather than us cleaning as we went along like we suggested, the boss just said "na, add on to the scaffolding as you go." So when they needed the scaffolding, we had to dig it out of knee high piles of stucco and wire frames. And to top it all off, at the end of the day, we removed two 400 lb signs from the top of the building by hand and lowered them down with ropes because the company was too dopey to send a crane over or even a cherry picker. And we carried these damn signs for two blocks back to the -blam!-ing home base shed thing.
