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A couple days ago a colleague lost his shitty three pound hat. It's an entirely non-descript black pull down hat.

He found out he'd lost it when everyone in the office asked 'where's your hat?' (he literally always wears it) and then spent five hours of work time looking for it, retracing his steps and going to the depot of the train he thought he'd lost it on, somehow talking the staff into letting him search the train, and finding it.

When he got back, ironically it got suggested he sow a bell into it so he didn't lose it again.

Today he came in, and jingled like he was wearing a fucking santa hat, he's actually gone and done it.

If it was anyone else we'd rib them endlessly, but he's ex-navy boxer, ex TSG and with no sense of humour what so ever, to the point we suspect at least mild autism or similar. Suffice to say, we are all slightly terrified.

Still can't believe it happened, because there's nothing about events that's not insane.

(stories of crazy co-wrokers thread)

Sometimes I'm afraid I'm one of these crazy co-workers.

For one, I constantly sleep on the floor whenever we have a break (as in, I lie down and cover myself with my coat and doze off). Yeah, I know how it sounds.

It sounds delightful; except I'd need a pillow, and I'd likely wake up groggy and confused. And lint-covered (they do clean the carpets, but I still seem to get crap all over me anyway).

I had this weird manager who called me into the office to help him take selfies for something that he SAID was for the company but I'm pretty sure it was his okcupid or fetlife profile. It got me out of working and I just thought it was hilarious.

lmao!!

For a second I thought you meant that his hat weighed three pounds. I spent a couple of seconds wondering what such a hat would look like. Then it hit me that you mean that was how much it cost him.

When I worked in retail I had a coworker who would go hide in the pants section of menswear. She was antisocial to the point of having a personality disorder. Sorry, that's not a funny story.

I did have a coworker who was a member of the Tea Party. I covered his office door in campaign stickers for Obama.

I did have a coworker who was a member of the Tea Party. I covered his office door in campaign stickers for Obama.

Lmao.

i don't think it's that weird. maybe the hat is significant to him and he thought the suggestion was viable. either way if it works for him then why do you care?

He spent five hours of work time looking for it? I think that' weird AND unprofessional. And why would I care? Because when one employee futzes off for five hours, it's the saps who actually spend the whole day at work who have to pick up the slack - that's why.

I can relate to that guy. I have a personal favourite winter hat that leaves me absolutely despondent when I can't find it.

there used to be a shift leader at work (dunkin donuts) who would get so stressed out about how much work there was to be done that she would end up going outside for cigarettes every ten minutes, not let people take breaks, and slam dishes around the sink in the back so loud that you could hear her from the front counter where the customers would stand. she worked night crew. I used to go in sometimes at night to visit my friends (the people on night crew were just so much cooler than day shift) and that's how I know about the dish slamming--one night I was in there and I could hear banging and her swearing and whatnot. it was ridiculous. she got fired soon after that because the people stuck working with her reported it, and she left an anonymous review saying that one of the kids who reported her was a terrible worker who was always trying to flirt with the female employees (true, but dick move!).

it really sucks because she wasn't always like that. it started happening around middle of august this year and she had been there for years. she used to be one of my favourite people to work with; always very kind to me and didn't stand around doing nothing like a lot of people. I guess she just snapped.

He's gone now

But he was always all up in my personal space and constantly asking to have some of my food. I think it's cause on his first day (valentines day) he was really upset no-one had given him candy even though it was his first day and no-one knew him yet and the candy was all organised the week before (delivered by singing cupids of all things, p. funny) so I gave him some of mine. But he started complaining about our (admittedly shit job) from day one.

But it really started to wear on me 'cause he'd be RIGHT next to me to the point of touching and he'd be trying to talk to me when I'm working -and yes I hate my job but I take it seriously - and he'd email all the time then get upset if I didn't reply STRAIGHT AWAY and a lot of the time his email was nonsensical and I'd have no idea what he was saying

then there was the asking after my food all the time and, I didn't grow up with meals always on hand so I'm very food protective, I don't like being asked to share my lunch ALL the time so once I discovered he was somewhat allergic to peanuts, but not deathly so, I made sure to have food with nuts in them or traces of them because it was my food

and just THINKING of him always there in my space, constantly complaining and asking for food and emailing

I'm so glad he left. He only made it a month.

In retrospect, I think he had something up? Some type of social disorder? Would have been great if there was some way to let him know that not everything is a personal insult (like working and therefore not replying to emails straight away!)

euuuughhhhhh I hate it when you get slightly creepy guys like that who just constantly hang around you and get all up in your personal space

I tend to attract them for some reason

but I can't imagine how much more annoying it must be when you have to work with someone like that. I think i'd probably snap.

I had a legit mentally ill coworker-- she had paranoid delusions of persecution and grandeur. It boiled down to her verbally assaulting a bunch of her coworkers, physically assaulting me, and then she got her ass kicked out when she couldn't control her antics in front of her boss. (She was sat down for a face-to-face, and requested to tape their interaction; when they didn't allow her, she tried to sneak a device to record it anyway. When someone noticed, she got hammered for it.)

It was all... really kind of bizarre. In retrospect, she was going out of her way to isolate me from other people and inundate me with her version of reality. It was kind of spooky. Thankfully, I was the new kid on the block, and she'd been working there long enough for everyone else to know she was crazy, so my coworkers kept an eye out for me. Thank God they did.

Hmm. Can't say I've known any really bizarre co-workers, but I did hear stories of one fellow who was kept around a lot longer than he should have because he and the owner both did cocaine on a regular basis.

One of mine likes to come to the mall and our store even on her days off, but only when a certain other coworker was on shift. And she'd stay and hang out and eat and play on her phone and whatever. She also never stops talking that I have to go 'stfu' when I have customers. Or she'll complain randomly about the stupidest little shit until I snap at her and she won't say a word for hours. And she is very, very repetitive in her comments and the stories she tells. She's got a kind of loud voice, too.

Also, she thinks she knows everything when really she jumps to conclusions half the time and is just clueless the other half. She's 48 or so but I keep forgetting she's not like a teenager.

How do you know he's not just taking the piss?

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