There genuinely is no drama quite like workplace drama.
Used to work with a really diligent and thorough dude doing Data Analysis around overall Ops performance metrics, we got along really well in terms of work ethics, so we became work buddies pretty fast. Trouble was, the higher-ups set up the original databases in Google Spreadsheets and the people who worked on those docs before us botched them beyond belief. We kept trying to convince Management to let us redo all databases in SQL, link them with our tools to make things dynamic, and pull them through Power BI to get some nice visuals going, but they realised their asses would be on the line if the data started showing accurate values (plus they were too cheap to actually pay for viable software), so they kept stonewalling.
One day my guy gets fed up with our manager and decides to go nuclear. Thing is, the dude had a very, very nasty case of IBS (no wonder, honestly...). So he started taking advantage of it. He'd come in, tell me to keep an eye on him, and if I saw him getting red and sweaty I should use the facilities within the next 30 minutes then stay away from them. I can tell you that I made the mistake of not heeding his words only once. The dude literally bio-bombed every washroom in that building (small office, start-up type deal), and it would linger for hours due to poor ventilation. He did this without a predictable pattern, so that nobody would figure out who was to blame. This happened for several months. I cannot begin to tell you how much respect I had for the guy.
IBS was the most humiliating thing to have in a workplace. As a woman it's even worst. I would feel sick for hours and the only thing stoping the bomb to.go off was the humiliating smell. The sound is quick so you can avoid people around, but the smell... omg how.
Crohn's here. You would not believe what my body can produce. The other side of it as well is when you really need to go, and somebody has thoroughly destroyed the only available cubicle(s). I once just walked out the state of the loos was so bad. It's ok to touch the toilet brush to sort out your own stuff people 😭
I'm genuinely sorry you had to go through that, it really seemed to be a very unpleasant time for my buddy, to say the least... I mean, I have an apparently milder form of IBS (primarily diet and stress-based) and it's bad enough as-is...
But, truthfully, I don't think there's anything of which to be ashamed. I mean, we're being fed crap, we're stressed out more often than we're not, and we're living in environments fit more for industrial equipment than for biological life. It's no wonder our digestive systems are going haywire.
If anything, I think what my former colleague did was 100% reasonable, it's just a repercussion of the conditions in which we're meant to exist. Pairing that up with this social contract of "Thou shall not fart because it's, like, awkward for the rest of us" is pure hypocrisy. Farting, thus, is an act of justified rebellion!
the last time i was involved in workplace drama/gossip was disappointing; they started a rumor that i was gay which was really weak tea since i've been out for decades and literally had pride flags on my desk, car bumper, and around my neck; but then again, it was austin texas so i guess it's still juicy to them despite it being the year 2020.
Gods I miss TFTS so bad
There are times when I get nostalgic and head over to bash.org. irc used to be the best source of tfts.
So which facilities was he using before he decided to become a bio terrorists lol
He took an hour-long break and went home if it was bad, but he generally paid a lot of attention to what he was eating. That stopped happening when the tables turned, we'd both grab greasy and heavy fast food.
Ask them, they'll probably tell you. It is the night shift after all.
Like I ever leave the house after 7pm haha
I used to get a daily dose of tea from aita and tifu
It's like reading a drama but for some random person's life somewhere on the planet
They're mad at each other because they work bargain retail. They are stressed out and irritable.
Does Kohl's even need an overnight stocking shift these days? As far as I know they are basically an Amazon delivery/return counter that always has jeans on 'sale'.
There's a podcast for that : Normal Gossip
If it's anything like my time on the night shift at a grocery store, there's probably one person that's been there for decades and only has to pack out one aisle of pillows, or some other bulky and light stuff, while everyone else has to cover 3 times as many shelves, with smaller and heavier items. But since that person has been there forever, they're one of the holdouts with a decent contract that makes several times more an hour than anyone else, including the shift supervisor, and actually has decent benefits.
Oh, I'm interested in diffident small gossip - I would like to observe chicken politics, and bee politics.
All the disputes, daily fads, coups, 1:1 bonding rituals, etc.
lemme guess... the weed seller started selling to the management and is getting away with doing fuck-all on the floor
Here goes gossip from my job.
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There was this janitor guy that used to be around and we haven't seen him in a while turns out he was stealing from people's desks.
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You know our ex boss, who was suddenly degraded? Turns out he committed a crime, and he is going to jail in a few months, if you see him happy lately it's because he is full of drugs to cope with the anxiety.
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This woman who just came out from her wedding, all the office know she hooked up with the guy from accounting a few months ago.
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These two guys who used to be friends and don't talk anymore? You know the reason, this pretty new girl both of them fall for her. She had nothing with either of them, but they stopped talking regardless because both think the other one is the reason she don't hook up with them.
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average HR staff
as the morning crew idk who hates each other in the night but I gotta say I have made enemies with our signage supervisor
If you're into this kind of thing in a narrative sense, check out Coffee Talk. Highly recommended.
Move to a small city/village, befriend a local old lady, visit for coffee often, get gossip and cake, give company = everyone wins.
Kohl knows what he did
My wife just learned that the motive the seus chef on her restaurant is going out and back from work is because he's dealing with drug problems. The surprising thing is not the drugs, because they practically standard use in kitchen staff, but that is so bad he can't work while high.
a reality show that follows minimum wage emplyees seem exploitative and dystopian as fuck.
I would likely watch. and feel bad about it
Sounds reality tv...
... with the difference being that it's not scripted.
