Is a call center the workplace environment with the most fukkery?

[DeuceZ]

Call centers have top grade fukkery.. ppl smashing in the offices, parking lots. getting lit during lunch break, drug deals in the parking lot it's a high stress environment with adults treated like children so folks need release.

I work in corporate now so most of the fukkery is happy hour n Xmas parties


Couple of my boys worked in those care homes dudes just be running through chicks like .. stealing money from the clients n shyt boosting up the overtime hours shyt wild

 

[sanityovar8ted]

Yes. I worked at a call center bacc n the late 90z. I was also married n fuccing a coworker. We would get rooms then go 2 work.

 

[LezJepzin]

So much shyt goes on at production plants its crazy. It takes a special breed to kill cows and chickens all day.

One of my favorite things that happened was when I worked in a HR a married lady in her mid to late 50s got caught sucking another older married man's dikk on the kill floor room where a lot of the guts and blood get sent to our wastewater. The room is nasty and these were somebody's abuela and abuelo.

I got my brother in law a job here. He is a great worker and my sister is a pill popper so the rest of the story is what it is. He started fukking some girl in his area who just happened to have the same last name as me. My sister has a different dad but my mom and my dad raised her from birth. She's always been a little crazy. I'm a manager here. I used to work HR and did orientation when we turned over our workforce due to the majority of them being illegal. So I know a lot of people here. I work in a completely different area so I didn't really keep track of him. Then one day the lunch lady told. "I didn't know your sister worked here" and I started getting that from a lot of people. I already knew and my mom and other sister would always ask. They all knew and so did my sister. My sister didn't care so why should I. The best part is my sister didn't have a car so he used to borrow his side chicks car and my sister would drive it and take my mom to doctor appointments. He would tell her his friend from the car dealership would lend it to him.

That's just a couple of stories. I could be here all day with this. Working in a production environment like this is crazy.

I have friends who worked at a meat processing plant in Georgia. All the fukkery they told me that went down there had me .

My other best friend has been with UPS for almost 20 years. Add his co workers being victims of # GMB and witnessing dudes getting murked at work , I dont know how he's done it for this long without breaking . He had to get therapy to get over the murder (someone got ran over by a delivery truck on site)

The Union got his back for sure.

 

[jerniebert]

I have friends who worked at a meat processing plant in Georgia. All the fukkery they told me that went down there had me .

My other best friend has been with UPS for almost 20 years. Add his co workers being victims of # GMB and witnessing dudes getting murked at work , I dont know how he's done it for this long without breaking . He had to get therapy to get over the murder (someone got ran over by a delivery truck on site)

The Union got his back for sure.

It’s non stop. Everyone at these other jobs have their one offs and have their fair share, but at a processing plants it’s all the time. Imagine a life where all you do is render cows unconscious(technically they’re not dead till you slice the throat and bleed them out) with an air pistol like you’re the main character in “No Country For Old Men”. They use that same type of technology on an industrial level up to 2000 times a day. A blood room in a Chicken Plant is exactly that. Imagine 6 days a week of your life you walk into a room the size of your garage and it’s splattered with blood from top to bottom and no corner missed. It’s enough to drive someone crazy or you’re already crazy when you signed up. It’s definitely not normal. No other job comes close to the fukkery that goes down at processing plants. It’s a boat race. Takes a different type of soul to work in this industry. I did it for the money and I live a great life. My life is far from perfect and I’m not rich, but I take care of what I need to and I enjoy life, but I work around some crazy mothafukkers.

 

[Rice'N Beckford]

I might start working as a barback at a new restaurant in downtown DC as a side gig. Not interested in any bytches only money tho

I just cant imagine working 20-30hrs a week with women you gotta flirt with that shyt would be annoying.

Ima avoid all female waitresses/hostesses and get bread. Keeping your head down and not talking much makes women wanna bother you more tho

 

[Wink Beaufield]

Used to work in a government call center and the fukkery was off the wall. That joint was 70% women with a fukkload of drama that I mostly stayed away from. I don't even know where to begin with this shyt man. You had married team leads ruining through dikking down the crazy bytches only for her to catch a mad jealous streak and slash up the team leads car tires and the team leads wife car tires. This same crazy broad got another girl fired and arrested by baiting her into hitting her on the job and punching a hole in the wall and threatening to "slice that crazy bytch up." Ol girl got walked out the building in handcuffs and was put in the back of one of these:

While all crazy girl got was a 1 day suspension.

Now my supervisor, she was cool as hell and real as hell. Me, her and another coworker and team lead would get fukked up after work and sometimes during the day. On my last day in that call center we went out and she got fukked up to the point where we had to carry her back to the car and drive her home. Ther's a lot more to that supervisor but I ain't getting into it on here because the fukkery with her is next level. That and she hooked me up with a damn good job outside the phones in another division in the agency.

Also, had a woman that was exactly my mothers age right down to the same birthday begging me to move into my house. Everything about her was crazy as hell. That woman was fukking EVERYBODY in the building including the security dudes. One day I mentioned that I attend conventions and she says "oh, my daughter would love to go to a convention with you" This woman brings here daughter up there to the job in booty shorts trying to offer herself to me. Her daughter was 16. Talking bout "take her to Dragoncon with you" This same woman never really came to work and they finally fired her ass after they found out she got busted for prostitution. She made more money tricking than working her regular 8-5 government job.


shyt was wild and that aint even the half of it.

 

[mcellas]

I delivered furniture for rent a center while in college, smashed numerous hoes white black old young shyt was amazing

 

[Dave24]

It’s non stop. Everyone at these other jobs have their one offs and have their fair share, but at a processing plants it’s all the time. Imagine a life where all you do is render cows unconscious(technically they’re not dead till you slice the throat and bleed them out) with an air pistol like you’re the main character in “No Country For Old Men”. They use that same type of technology on an industrial level up to 2000 times a day. A blood room in a Chicken Plant is exactly that. Imagine 6 days a week of your life you walk into a room the size of your garage and it’s splattered with blood from top to bottom and no corner missed. It’s enough to drive someone crazy or you’re already crazy when you signed up. It’s definitely not normal. No other job comes close to the fukkery that goes down at processing plants. It’s a boat race. Takes a different type of soul to work in this industry. I did it for the money and I live a great life. My life is far from perfect and I’m not rich, but I take care of what I need to and I enjoy life, but I work around some crazy mothafukkers.

After reading your post, how were you able to emotionally handle working in a processing plant??

 

[Warren Moon]

So much shyt goes on at production plants its crazy. It takes a special breed to kill cows and chickens all day.

One of my favorite things that happened was when I worked in a HR a married lady in her mid to late 50s got caught sucking another older married man's dikk on the kill floor room where a lot of the guts and blood get sent to our wastewater. The room is nasty and these were somebody's abuela and abuelo.

I got my brother in law a job here. He is a great worker and my sister is a pill popper so the rest of the story is what it is. He started fukking some girl in his area who just happened to have the same last name as me. My sister has a different dad but my mom and my dad raised her from birth. She's always been a little crazy. I'm a manager here. I used to work HR and did orientation when we turned over our workforce due to the majority of them being illegal. So I know a lot of people here. I work in a completely different area so I didn't really keep track of him. Then one day the lunch lady told. "I didn't know your sister worked here" and I started getting that from a lot of people. I already knew and my mom and other sister would always ask. They all knew and so did my sister. My sister didn't care so why should I. The best part is my sister didn't have a car so he used to borrow his side chicks car and my sister would drive it and take my mom to doctor appointments. He would tell her his friend from the car dealership would lend it to him.

That's just a couple of stories. I could be here all day with this. Working in a production environment like this is crazy.

I got a couple of fukked up siblings too. Still dk if I’d pick their gf/bf over them.

My siblings will be at my funeral, that’s all I need to know.

 

[jerniebert]

I got a couple of fukked up siblings too. Still dk if I’d pick their gf/bf over them.

My siblings will be at my funeral, that’s all I need to know.

I didn’t pick anybody. They’re all adults and know what is going on. She knew what was happening. I don’t hate her I just don’t get caught up in the lifestyle they live. We’re not the close knit all American family that has to hang out all the time. We still understand our family bond which is why we don’t interfere in each other’s lives. If that’s how she chose to live who am I to tell her she’s wrong. I just don’t participate in it. Just like she doesn’t participate in the way I do life and who’s to say what I do is right. As for the funeral thing I want to be burned and don’t want people doing anything when I die. If anything have a beer and enjoy your life if you want to mourn my death. But if funeral is to happen she would show up as I would for hers.

 

[jerniebert]

After reading your post, how were you able to emotionally handle working in a processing plant??

I moved in to an office role and away from production pretty quickly and I don’t tolerate bullshyt. I try to maintain a positive attitude as much as I can but I’m also not shy to call out disrespectful pieces of shyt at all levels. I’ve cussed out managers when I worked on the line and I’ve done it as a manager. You act stupid or disrespectful and I’ll return the favor.

 

[Womb Raider]

Anybody whose ever worked at a hospital can tell you that shyt is WILD. I have to actively avoid getting caught up in foolishness.

Damn breh do tell

I’m starting a hospital job on the 30th

 

[The Prince of All Saiyans]

I work at a beef plant and used to work at a chicken plant. You ever want to see real fukkery go work at a processing plant. Three girls have been killed in my years working at those plants because they were cheating. Wild shyt is always happening at these type of plants. At the chicken plant an Indian dude stabbed another Indian dude on the line with a filet knife.

 

[Tribal Outkast]

Ever worked in a hotel? Well these rooms have beds and they have some good looking housekeepers.. I’ll just leave it there

 

[Ghost Utmost]

I work at one. I have a few that would go if I asked.

But I already know how ho hoppin at the job will go SOHH I don't get caught up.

Short answer. Highly likely to be full of drama. But you gotta know how to say no. When it's important. When your grocery money is on the line.