50 Times People Had Such A Horrible Day At Work, It Might Make Yours Look Not As Bad (New Pics)

He bought latex gloves in the new shipment and no nitrile, told me I couldn't be allergic to latex (that must be a myth) and demanded I just 'get back to work'. I was a food prep at a buffet restaurant. I must wear gloves. Well, I put them on, ten minutes in and my hands start to burn like fire. Another ten minutes and I'm ripping the gloves off, hives up to my elbows, hands double in size. I only put them on because I knew my reactions, knew that it's like getting into poison ivy and no anaphylaxis, I did this to prove a point.

Anways, I had to go to urgent for some cream and a strong dose of allergy meds/benadryl, and was out for five-ish days because my hives were so bad. Oh, and I got paid time and a half for the days I missed. Behold I come back and that manager was 'on leave', ultimately fired over other things staff complained about.

On the plus side, I still have two eyes.

I was working and heard someone screaming at top of his lungs. Went to washroom and saw this. The poor guy was pooping while this happened.

This happened last December, but it's still makes my blood boil thinking about it. I was out shopping for Christmas presents when my former director accidentally sent a message to a Teams group chat that included me and another manager. It clearly wasn’t meant for me to see.

The next day was supposed to be the company Christmas party, and I had been asked to help out with planning and running some of the events. Even though I didn’t normally work in the office on Fridays, I wanted to make the effort. I had only started the job a couple months earlier and was looking forward to bonding with my new coworkers since we were all never really in the office at the same times.

This all came after I had already helped them automate a lot of their CRM processes and clean up a massive database. In hindsight, that probably led to me automating myself out of a job. I had just left a company I’d been with for nine years, and now this? I went straight home, drafted an email to HR, and thankfully managed to hold onto the job for another week while they tried to sort things out.

Shortly after I was fired. There was huge layoff, with around 800 people across different departments losing their jobs. The company ended up outsourcing all of those positions to a firm in India. In the end, I only had about a week of downtime before a contracting agency helped me land another job. Still, the whole experience made it really hard to trust the people I work with.

Stay safe and stay sane out there. Wishing you all the best in this messed up world.

14 hour shifts frequently, but the boss put together a pizza party. It's days like this that makes it all the worthwhile! (Everyone gets one slice)

House is 50 years old. Builder must have had a fun sense of humor.

I'm an HVAC technician and was installing an split. He wanted it very close to the corner and I was prepared to hit little bit of the stud but then I would angle it away form the stud to go to the outside unit. I was thinking about it could be electric cables behind it, and should have brought my cable scanner. Client told me that he was very sure it's nothing behind right there except for the stud.

Lesson learned to not trust clients and double check.

There’s no spare roll either.

That's a 10 liter can of white oil based paint, my suit trousers and my leather shoes.

For context, I was told three months ago that in two months I would be moved to a different area in the company to begin working at a much higher pay rate. New employees started being hired at almost 40% more than what I make. After I found out I requested a raise and I’ve been waiting ever since. I have worked here for two years and have never had any performance issues. I told her recently that I am looking for other jobs and I’m not going to wait much longer and she promised me a raise in two weeks. Those couple weeks have passed and this is what I get. I hate my workplace.

City main line was backed up across the street and we were the first to experience this issue. Right under my desk!!! All of my personal belongings covered in sewage. Our boss did not let us leave. We stood there for hours and customers are walking inside. Like this is a health hazard?

For about two weeks, we kept getting this strange but rancid smell on and off. Didn’t last long, maybe only 2 min each time. No one could tell where it was coming from. My coworkers sometimes thought it was me that smelled because this sewer line is right beside my work desk.

Obviously do not work here any more. It was worse than the pictures shown. The entire first floor was covered in sewage. It was coming out faster than they could control. The smell was unbelievable.

This is unreasonable. He's around 50 and I’m 17. I should not be better at my job than him.

I work as a clinician in underprivileged areas. I rotate between facilities, offering a scarce service to the areas I serve. It normally comes with challenges, which I’m fine with. But today I was placed in this office and told I “just have to get on with it”. I did just that.

I work for a small shop that consistently stocks these water bottles in the fridge. This morning I grabbed what I thought was the same water bottle that I left in my work area the afternoon prior, took a drink and immediately tasted chemicals, which I immediately spat out and thankfully didn't swallow.

I guess someone decided to make a spraying apparatus out of one of the bottles laying around and didn't make any marks aside from the pinhole in the cap, which I didn't notice when I grabbed the bottle by the top.

I've been pushing to have this back area paved for years, but no. Bosses say it's not a priority and put diamond plating down instead. Myself and another coworker have been trying to yank it out from different angles, but it's just getting worse. I'm about ready to just go home and leave it here.

I left for work on time, but hit some traffic on the final mile of my journey to work. I followed my works procedures, and called in, letting them know that I would be late. I arrived and clocked in 15 minutes late, all of which was lost to the last mile of traffic. My boss even commented on the Google Street maps having gone dark red right where I said I was in traffic.

When I get in, I'm reminded that since I am closing, and this is the end of the work week, I can't make up the time at the end of my shift, which means that I have to burn an hour of PTO. This is unfortunate, but not the end of the world. Until someone remembered that it's a holiday weekend.

Our policy states that if you don't work your full shift the day before the holiday, you don't get your paid holiday. Instead, in order to get paid my full 40 hours, I have to take 8 hours of vacation for my day off.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you turn 15 minutes into 9 hours.

Doing some painting work around town. I tell my helper to get the paint cans ready to go since we have another job down the street with some touch up of the same paint we have now.

We’re good to go he says. While he was correct, he had not secured the lid to the paint can. 0/10 do not recommend.

The description is where it's at folks. "3 clickable buttons", "Take your work on the go", "Contoured design that fits great in either hand".

70 forklift tires to unload and throw away.

Pulled into a spot and saw someone had some issues too.

Purchasing manager had some extra slices from feeding his staff and gave me a couple leftover slices. I left the box in my office for a few minutes and came back to this. No pizza for me I guess. Box even had my name on it.

It's one of those fancy "Coke and Go" machines. You need an app to use them. I guess someone figured out how to change the temp and set it way below freezing. No monster for me today.

I was looking forward to finishing that. I don't have the guts to confront her and a if it was on purpose.

Him and another guy were putting material in the bed of a work truck. I set my lunch down (not in an ideal location which was my fault) in a hurry to help them since I was late already. He jumped in the truck quick to back it up at an angle and caught and drug my lunchbox. If it was a personal truck it might have survived. But it was a 4500 dump bed truck.

Normally I pack my lunch the night before but forgot, so I grabbed a can of soup this morning. Turns out I took the wrong can, and it didn't have a pull tab. This is why I can't pack a lunch before leaving for work.

My work usually doesn't entail any use of chemicals, I just had a clumsy moment near a few cleaning supplies. Figured it would be safe.