r/Idontworkherelady Entitled Karen Got KO By The Manager! Reddit Vs Karen Idontworkherelady


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of the day. PRAA I DID work there… XL This may not be the best place for this but
I think it’s in the same spirit of this subreddit. This happened when I was working for the non-trademark
infringing Paul-Mart as an unloader. We did exactly that: we unloaded the truck
to pallets and then moved those pallets to the floor to be worked by third shift. It was a horrible, thankless job. It’s also a job that doesn’t lend itself
to customer service very much. Not only that but an unloaded has no idea
about the ins and outs of other departments. Anyway, one of the last things off the truck
are huge pallets of dog food that each weigh close to a ton. We usually take turns avoiding having to pull
them unless the good boss was there who would let us “race.” Quickest person out to pets and back with
one of those behemoths could take a 30 minute break on the clock for both 15 minute breaks
in a shift. This night, I was not lucky. So, I’m dressed like an unloader in typical
Paul-Mart garb with a name tag and a colorful vest on that no one in their right mind would
wear unless they were being poorly paid to wear it. I’m pulling an 1850 lb pallet of dog food
at full clock because I want to win. Now, under the best of circumstances, a poorly
wrapped near ton of dog food doesn’t stop really quickly and when it has to, bad things
tend to occur. Add in my moving much faster than the best
of circumstances because of the race and a doctors bill is required. So I bust through the doors of electronics
as full bore and go steaming down part of the video games isle which was completely
clear a moment ago and then a wild customer appears. This old defiant lady steps right out in front
of me less than four steps ahead of me and 1850 lbs of flying dog food and asks “Sir! Do you work here?” I hit the breaks. Hard. By this I mean I pull the lever that drops
the load to the floor. The pallet still moves forward and the double
wheel creams the back of my foot. The dog food sways forward and, in my head,
I see a half a ton of dog food just crushing this old lady so I twist and push on the leaning
tower of pow chow but thankfully it falls backwards instead. Several bags break open; a guy pulling something
else out from the back nearly get smashed by the falling bags but just barley dodges
them. Things on his pallet fall off and crash as
they hit the floor (found out later it was a box of glass piggy banks destined for jewelry). I turn back around and in my best customer
service voice ask, “I’m sorry ma’am. Could you repeat that?” This little old lady has enough sense about
her to know that something just happened. I couldn’t tell if her grasp was firm enough
to realize just how bad it could have become. “Do you work here?” She asked again a bit more meekly than before. “No.” I replied, “It’s just my turn to feed
Clifford.” By this time two managers had arrived. One was angry at me and the other upon hearing
what I said had to stifle laughter. They were different level managers. The mad manager tries to help the lady with
her TV questions while the other one helped me back past the broken piggies to the break
room. I’m just glad my ankle didn’t break. EDIT: I don’t think people who have never
pulled a palette of dog food (or water) realize the difference in speed between how fast one
can go with them when lagging around versus trying to be quick. I assure you that even if I weren’t trying
to be faster and was pulling at the speed I would be going under normal circumstances,
the palette wouldn’t have gone any slower any quicker. For these things, it’s mostly a function
of how fast you get up to speed and not the final speed achieved. I was actually moving just slower than my
normal walking speed. But you get to the point where going slower
is horrible and going faster isn’t an option. The “race” is how quickly you can attain
that equilibrium and how long you can sustain it. That’ll make you faster in the overall trip. And this occurred as it was dying in the store
as these things are the last moved so it was close to 10-10:30pm. Parking spot lady L We have a half floor in a small office building. Parking for visitors is in a row behind the
building and a larger area is off to the side with designated spots for tenants’ employees. There are 20 visitor spots but our building
manager gave, at no charge, two of those spots to her friend that works in a different building
next door. There is parking next door but tenants there
have to pay extra to have them designated. Let’s call her Bitch Lady (BL). I often go out walking around the building
to make calls and not be disturbed by (or be disturbing) to our office staff. I can be loud on the phone. Lol. Anyway, the first occurance was before this
lady’s two spots were even marked differently than the other “visitor” spots. On this day, there were other cars parked
there. She pulls in right as I’m walking by and shouts… BL: get these cars out of here! I need to park! Me: I can’t do anything about the cars. Just park over there (I point at 5 other empty
visitor stalls) BL: no, these 2 are MINE. Get them moved. You work here right? Me: I just have office space here, I don’t
run the building. I just walk away and ignore her. When I was back in my office, I looked down
from my window and saw she’d taken two other spots by parking horribly crooked. About 6 months later, after special signage
was added to mark her stalls “reserved” the same thing happened again. This time I interrupted her. BL: you guys are using my spots!!! Move them or… Me: not my problem, I don’t know whose cars
those are and I don’t care. She curses at me as I walk away. Whatever. Bonus: A few months later, a new building
manager is hired. I ask to meet about our parking “situation”. I wanted some more for our employees but also
took the opportunity to ask what’s up with the designated ones in visitor parking? The new manager wasn’t pleased and ripped
the signs down right then and there. Unfortunately, I did not get to see what happened
when BL found out. I’m not a bus driver XXXL Sorry for
the chapter of text. On mobile. Blah blah blah. I work for a major city transport company. This company is run by the city and has multiple
companies under one big umbrella called “transport for my city” (no it’s not London. The name is made up). So the company I work for runs the trains
in our city and our uniforms differ, depending on which company you work for. For example. Bus drivers wear orange jackets & white shirts,
tram drivers teal jackets and grey shirts (colours changed to hide my identity)…..
you get the idea. The only similarity that each company has
in the uniform is the “transport for my city” badge. Which has the badge on the breast and back
with “city name Buses” or “city name trams” or “city name Metro”… Anyway… I had to deliver a letter from our Head manager
(I work for “my city trains”) to the head manager at “my city buses. We usually have an internal post delivery
service, however they come in the morning and this letter was too urgent to wait until
tomorrow’s post service. So I make my way to the main bus depot in
my bright fluorescent yellow jacket and black shirt. I walk up to the receptionist, who was expecting
me, and pointed me in the direction of the big bosses office. I delivered the letter, made idle chit chat
and then made my way out of the depot. I went out via the staff sign on point as
it was closest to where I parked (and I also knew some of the staff members as they used
to work with me) the bright yellow company car that had “My city Trains” marked on
the side. The car was parked inside the garage where
all the buses were stored. I parked it in the small delivery bay. The staff sign on window looked directly at
the bay. (I went and delivered the letter via reception
at the other side of the building as I wanted to comply with the signs that instructed “delivery’s
via reception”. I also wanted to go past the fuel refill station
as I love the smell of oil and diesel. Anyway I digress) I walked out the building
and passed the sign on window. I saw an old colleague and started chatting
with them about this and that. I then heard someone banging on the glass
at the sign on window (imagine the sign on office as a bank teller window). We both glanced over and my friend, dressed
in the bus uniform, said her goodbyes and walked over to the window. She then called me over saying they want me. Hmm maybe the letter I delivered was missing
something and boss wanted me to explain… I walked back to the window where my friend
was standing with her duty equipment looking at a map on the wall that had her bus location. When I arrived I was asked if I was doing
anything… Me:”Not really. I’m free now that I’ve delivered the lett… Sign on staff:”right. Take this.. a bus has broken down and I need
you to continue that service” he hands over a key fob and a clip board
I stood sort of bemused with my mouth open looking round to see if I was supposed to
give this duty stuff to anyone. After a short few seconds the penny dropped
Me: “sorry, you must be mistaken I’m not a bu…” Sign on staff: “you’re parked in bay 23C. On the Volvo fleet. Hurry you’re about to miss your timings”
He then turned on his heels and scurried off into the back of the room. I looked at my friend who was holding her
sides laughing. Calling the sign on staff member an idiot
as she walked over to her bus. So I’m now stood in the middle of a BUS
garage, obviously wearing a TRAIN uniform. Holding BUS equipment. I started to go a bit red with embarrassment
as I now look like the idiot who has forgotten which company he works for. I ring the bell for attention at the sign
on window and the same sign on staff member approached cursing me and asking why I’m
not onboard yet. Me: “look. I’m not driving this bus. I’m a train driver” He mustn’t have
been listening to me correctly as he’s pre occupied with his iPad. Sign on staff: “how’s that my problem. You have your stuff. Go”
Me: “no. You’re not hearing me properly. I don’t work for this company. I wor….” Sign on Staff:” then why are you here. If you’re not wanting to report for duty
then call in sick” Since nothing was getting through his dense
skull I decided to remain silent until I had his full attention. He must have taken this silence as me leaving
as he was fully engrossed in his iPad. I slammed the clipboard and fob back on the
desk as loud as I could which made him slightly jump. But again he was still sucked in by the black
hole on his iPad screen. Me: “excuse me”
Sign on staff: “what?” still head first in his iPad
Me: “look at me” He then looked at me and I swear to god one
eye was drifting down towards his iPad while one was scanning my torso. Then the penny dropped. Both eyes snapped back together looking right
into my soul. Sign on staff:” you do realise you’re
in the wrong building. You’re train staff”
I started to look round the garage in complete amazement hoping my friend had just heard
this, but alas she disappeared into the bus void never to be seen again. Me: “I was here to deliver a letter to boss”
Sign on staff: “well this is not his office” Me: “ I know. I’ve just came from the office… never
mind. Take your stuff back. Maybe you should listen to your staff more”
Sign on staff: “maybe you should come to the correct depot”
I rolled my eyes and shook my head at him while fixing my bright yellow jacket and over
exaggerating my movements when zipping the front up all the way to my chin. So he could see the bright yellow “I’m
a mother f**king train staff” jacket I was wearing. I then walked over to my bright yellow “I’m
a train staff” car and slammed the door as hard as I could while looking him in the
eyes. (Pointless endeavour as his eyes were back
to his iPad) I went back to my depot (which, by the way,
is on the outskirts at the opposite end of the city) and told my manager about this buffoon. After a quick description of him my manager
chucked and said “ ha, you have finally met Charlie”. Supposedly the guy is a moron but due to nepotism
he some how has a job in that company… Hey please participate in the giveaway where
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77 Replies to “r/Idontworkherelady Entitled Karen Got KO By The Manager! Reddit Vs Karen Idontworkherelady”

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  4. That palette situation could've turned out real bad. I'm glad everyone had enough reflexes to make it so nobody was severely injured.
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  5. Good Sunday morning SpicyπŸ˜‡, have a beautiful dayπŸ˜ƒ.Nice day here, not hot not cold, perfect day, Yes!!! I made special call, I do have β˜• in hand, feet up,ready to watch your πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ video before I do anything else!! ( going to paint and make corn beef and cabbage ). Thank you SpicyπŸ˜‡.

  6. you said idle like edd-el IDLE is actually pronounced like I duhlll (would rhyme with word bridal, hide, — it's a long strong syllable on the letter I.

  7. I guessing they were using a forklift to move the food and the lady should look where she going. If I was the store I make her pay for the damage because she cause it by getting into the path the guy was taking. Charlie is gonna cause trouble if he doesn't learn to pay attention on the job.

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  9. I worked at a hospital once and there was a guy who delivered clean laundry to different areas in the hospital. If you saw him coming, you better move because he was always going too fast and he wouldn't move or stop for anyone. He had been warned to slow down after several near misses with patients but he just ignored the warnings . One day he was coming down a crowded hallway full speed ahead, making no effort to slow down or stop, and due to the number of people around, he was going to hit someone. A quick thinking security guard saw what was going to happen and pushed the laundry cart from the side, causing the whole thing to fall over. Laundry guy wasn't happy as he had to clean the mess himself, take the now soiled cart full of laundry back and get a new cart. I don't know what happened that time to make a difference, but he did slow down and he was more careful afterwards. That old lady reminded me of that and I was thinking how she would have been toast if she pulled that stunt on laundry guy!

  10. There's a city where I used to lived in where there's just not enough parking spots for motorcycles. In my country, motorcycles is still a thing no matter how big the city are, so it's obvious that they need to make more parking spots for it. Even so, they want to be jerk about it and fine whoever parks their motorcycle outside the designated spots. My little brother once got a fine for parking his motorcycle beside the spot, because the spot is full. He pay his fine, with complaining about there's just not enough spots, and the officer who writing the fine is just aiming for it, since many bikers gets fined for same situation.

    It's infuriating when local authorities didn't make enough parking spots and fining just because the parking space is full πŸ˜’

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  12. Maybe he shouldn't be going so fast. He had to be going fast to break open bags of dog food. He should know there will be customers in the store.

  13. heya spicy i hope your having a great day you make mine better…..πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  14. I am a Retired Army Master Sergeant and I have lived in Alaska for most of the past 37 years (34 to be precise, I lived in New York State for 2 years – 1988 to 1990) and I’ve learned one thing about driving on snow and ice. You can drive fast but you cannot stop nearly as fast…

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  16. I think the lady who nearly got run over by the pallet of dog food was more just "clueless" than "Karen." In the grocery store when workers are4 wheeling out large pallets of items to stock shelves, I usually try to catch their eye and purposefully move to the side to give them room, for which they give a grateful smile and thank you nod. A similar example, the college I went to was on the banks of the Mississippi River, and we used to see multiple barges linked together being pushed by a single powerful tugboat,. I learned that once they get up to speed, because of the momentum, it takes a full mile for the barges to stop if the tugboat goes into full reverse. Have a great day Spicey! Β πŸ”₯Β Β πŸ”₯Β Β πŸ”₯Β Β πŸ”₯Β Β πŸ”₯

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  18. Lol, palette full of empty dog food bags is heavy too, factory people know that and move, you get hit by it, we called them dumb, dumbs, bag factory makes bags for different companys, she could have gotten people hurt and herself, Dumb people do dumb things. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ for all!!!!

  19. Amazing. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯I love listening to your channel.πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  20. You don’t want to get in the way of a guy pushing shopping carts eitherπŸ”₯ πŸ”₯ πŸ”₯ πŸ”₯ πŸ”₯ πŸ”₯ πŸ”₯ πŸ”₯ πŸ”₯

  21. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯Better move for those pallets! Always amazed how good those people are in guiding those heavy things! πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ‘€

  22. ALL TEH FIYAAAAAAAAH! πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  23. Spicy spicy hot video. Love it.πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  24. At my company it would have to be Charlene. If it wasn't for the fact she is quite good with children, dogs, and is a typing fiend she would have been fired long ago. The woman is an absolute idiot when it comes to anything else.

  25. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ your videos are fiiire!

  26. I know exactly how the pallet jacks work and they definitely don't stop on a dime. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  27. Here is your extra spice sirπŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  28. Omg, the dog food pallet is sooo true. The ugh-mart i worked at, i was on 3rd shift and we had to pull them out ourselves. The times i had to stop mine due to customers, other workers and other problems was outrageous. Cut the crap out of my foot and ankle cause those things don't stop on dime. Even knocked my manager down for crossing in front of my in my blind spot, by luck she wasn't injured and she laughed it off

  29. The thing to keep in mind with a heavy pallet is momentum=mass*velocity. Even if you are not moving all that fast, a large mass is just not going to allow for a quick or safe stop. Always look around don't even think about getting in the way.

  30. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯

  31. First story: Idiot manager for allowing the racing of pallets. Idiot customer jumping in front of a pallet- you can hear them a mile away … I would've ran her over after alerting her to get out of the way.

  32. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯Prrraaa!!! What is an old Karen? They don't seem to get any better🀯πŸ”₯

  33. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  34. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⛅️πŸ”₯πŸ’₯πŸ”₯⭐️⭐️πŸ”₯⛅️⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ’₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯⭐️πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

  35. To the guy with the pallet jack…and that is why you never, ever, ever pull your car over in front of a loaded semi that is stopping at a stop light just because his lane has less cars in it than the other one. He can’t stop on a dime either.

  36. if it was me and he gave me the clipboard and told me to take that bus and get moving i would just lay the clipboard and key down and walk away let him get in trouble

  37. πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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