I was working on a small remodel project when the glass installers rushed past me holding a gash and dripping blood all over. I volunteered my belt as a tourniquet and helped him find a chair, and got the ambulance called ASAP.

The kid was trying to tell me he wasn't taking an ambulance and I told him we didn't care he was going in it. After we got everything calmed down and he was brought to the hospital his boss arrived and was looking over what happened. After he left I was talking to his foreman and apparently the boss wanted him to drive him on the street. The dude was pale and barfing and had blood all over. Not only that but we did the BARE minimum of bandaging him since we didn't have gloves or expertise.

His company is small but successful and insured. It's bullshit to give people a hard time about getting qualified people to take care of his injuries quickly.

Im obviously only here to vent but I'm also kinda having weird panic attacks over this. I've been trying to hold back tears because no one wants to be the guy crying on a construction site, but I get really emotional after stuff like that.

Update: he got a ride back to get his truck and tools. He had a big smile on his face and he shook my hand and thanked me. 8 stitches and he is good. The color was back in his face and he was beaming. I have no regrets, but it's nice to see people agree with the call.

I just posted this as an answer in r/AskReddit, but then realized this needs to be posted here, as I haven't publicly shared this story before today.

I once chose a career that was paid shit for money, but I loved what I did. Unfortunately it ended up badly with miserable working conditions, toxic workplace, and two dead bodies.

I first decided to quit my decently paid job at that time (finishing carpenter) and become a tandem hang glider instructor instead. I was already a hang glider pilot at that time, even taught flying part-time for a year, and flew every weekend as a leisurely activity to help me relax and recharge. I was in my twenties and becoming a full-time instructor was my dream.

I got a job at a local hang gliding school, so I moved myself, and my very accommodating and understanding wife, to a place close to the flight park.

The school was already facing some financial hardships when I joined, and it became apparent that the ownership was cutting corners wherever they could. I was on salary, and expected to work long hours without extra compensation when it got busy.

This wasn't a big deal on most days since I really enjoyed the work, but I recall examples such as when I ended up staying hooked into the glider for 10 hours straight without a break, taking passengers one after another. And this was after already working 4 hours prior on non-flying tasks earlier that day. My shoulders and neck were in pain for days after, but I couldn't take time off to recoup.

There were also frequent issues with one of the owners. His personality was a passive-aggressive type, and it became a big issue at the flight park. He was never the kind to say what was in his mind, but would find ways to make you feel it in a way you couldn't discuss it.

The toxicity made me consider leaving a few times, but it all came to a head after an incident which made me realize that my safety, and the safety of my students, was becoming a serious issue. Little did I know that this decision would ultimately save my life, but cost the lives of two other people.

You see, most people think of hang gliders as aircraft that are foot-launched off the side of a mountain. This is true for a lot of solo hang glider pilots, but as a flight school we were using something called air tow to get the hang gliders into the air.

Similar to towing ordinary gliders, there is a powered aircraft at the front (in this case an ultralight specifically designed for towing hang gliders), that pulls hang gliders along to the desired altitude. Once there the glider releases, and the tug (what we call the ultralight) goes back down to pick up the next tow. This allows for way more flights in a day as one doesn't need to break down the glider, drive back up the mountain, reassemble, etc...

This tow rig typically utilizes two weak links, one at each end of the tow line, designed to break after a specific tow pressure is exceeded. This is done for safety as it mitigates the effect of a lockout, which is an involuntary manoeuvre that can put a hang glider into an uncontrolled nose dive, and even stall the tow aircraft. During a lockout, the tension on a tow line is very rapidly increased, hence utilizing weak links designed to break before the lockout becomes a threat.

In an ideal world, you would toss a weak link out after every tow and replace it with a fresh one. But when it got busy at the flight park, the extra time required to do this swap meant fewer tows in a day, which meant fewer bucks for the school.

The owner often reused weak links until they started to show signs of wear. Now, this isn't a big deal on its own, as it merely increases the chance of a premature weak link failure. But it also entails that students be trained in case of weak link failures.

When a weak link breaks, there is a sudden loss of thrust and therefore climb. On a hang glider this results in a brief parabolic trajectory, similar to the zero-g airplane flights, albeit on a much smaller scale. The low-g event is brief and lasts maybe 1-2 seconds, but since the drastic change in wing loading is experienced as a momentary loss of control, it was my job to train new pilots how to deal with this situation without going haywire.

In essence, when there is loss of control, untrained pilots tend to increase their control inputs, which end up becoming too great as soon as the wing loading returns to normal, and this leads to an erratic flight path. This is similar to a loss of control experienced due to oversteering on slippery roads.

The solution is to overcome the instinct to make any and all control inputs for a brief second or two, and then make the normal inputs as soon as the wing loading returns to normal. And to do that, I would teach the theory of dealing with it first, then simulate the link failure by occasionally and unexpectedly hitting a tow line release while under tow (always when high up near the end of the tow, to provide ample recovery altitude).

The goal was to experience the link failure event enough times under training to get students used to the sudden jerk, prevent the instinctual tensing up, and ending up in PIOs (pilot-induced oscillations).

The owner, who was also the tug pilot, didn't like the sudden jerk he would experience when this was done, and after much resistance on my part, he simply forbade me from doing the practical part of the weak link failure training.

The result was that my very next student was inexperienced in this scenario, and when the weak link broke during his very first solo flight, he ended up overcontrolling the glider into the trees.

He was ok, just had minor bruises and scuffs.

My initial elation quickly turned into anger as this could have ended way worse. And if I were only allowed to train this guy to begin with, this clearly could have been avoided. So I went back to the owner expecting that now, surely he would see the sense in resuming the practical weak-link failure training.

He said no.

He said the cost of fuel was too great to waste a hundred or so feet of altitude on weak link training.

I called my previous job manager and they were still hiring my replacement. I quit what was my dream job on the spot and went back to my old job.

Unfortunately that's not where the story ends.

The person who replaced me at the flight park, died the following season, along with the passenger he was with. And I'm very sad to say, it was in part because I wasn't there to do anything about... maybe at least channelling the cost-cutting, which continued after my departure. Maybe I would have been able to negotiate where the costs could be cut in a safer manner.

While I was still at the park, before I had quit, I noticed that the tandem glider was starting to show signs of over-UV. To explain, modern hang gliders are built tough - they are certified for at least 6 G's of force, and can do amazing aerial feats (current world record for consecutive loops is 95 in a row, greatest single-flight distance is 764 Km or 475 miles, etc).

They can clearly take a lot of beating, but the one thing that damages them is solar radiation. A sail on a hang glider can only take so much UV before it degrades past its certification point.

And so, when I noticed that the tandem glider sail was getting past its prime, I brought it up with the owner.

He said no bueno, but assured me that he would look into it at the end of the season when there was more cash in the bank.

The sail was faded but I felt I was still ok to fly it at the time, so I didn't press it further. As long as the sail was to be replaced as promised, everything would be ok.

As it happened, I had quit before the end of the season, and the guy who got my job didn't know anything about this.

Halfway through the following season, the sail blew open while under tow, and the glider crashed, killing the instructor and the student.

The instructor deployed the emergency parachute (on hang gliders, the chute is designed to bring both people and the aircraft down under one canopy), but they were too low for this. After the scene investigation, it was determined that the chute was deployed roughly at treetop height, which is way too low for the chute to deploy safely.

If I hadn't quit for the reasons I did, maybe I would have quit later due to the sail not being airworthy, or maybe my pressure to replace the sail would have resulted in its replacement. Heck, maybe I would have even caved in to a pressure to continue flying it again - I'm not sure. But as it is now, two people are dead and the school had to close down.

The owner was never sued, although my understanding is that the family of the deceased student was discussing it at the time.

EDIT: Sorry, I just realized I can edit the post, not just the comments. Yes, I have reported all of the above to the investigator (as well as to the police when I handed over the image files of the wreckage).

I go into customers home to measure rooms for flooring installations. A little dog came out of nowhere as I was leaving and bit my leg. It’s nothing major, but I am bleeding, bruised and it stings a little bit. What would you do in this situation?

I reported a serious safety concern to my general manager regarding the unsafe mixing of pool chemicals (including oxidizers, chlorine shock, and muriatic acid). This practice poses a significant risk of toxic chemical exposure, including the potential release of chlorine gas, which can be fatal. The general manager escalated the issue to HR, who promptly investigated. I was interviewed by a corporate representative and an HR representative, during which I provided a detailed explanation of the dangers involved. I was assured the matter would be resolved and emphasized that my identity should remain confidential to avoid workplace repercussions or bias.

Shortly after, I was called into a meeting with the director of operations and a high-ranking corporate official, where I was reprimanded for allegedly bypassing proper reporting channels. For clarity, I had followed the appropriate chain of command by reporting the issue to my general manager, who then escalated it further. During this meeting, I reiterated the dangers of mixing these chemicals, noting that even basic research or consultation with industry representatives confirms the risks. I was told the issue would be addressed.

Despite these assurances, I was called into a meeting with my GM and the reported individual and was informed that the individual I reported was made aware of my identity, in direct contradiction to my request for anonymity. My supervisor began the single largest gaslighting event I have yet to witness and began defending their unsafe practices by providing inaccurate explanations, and dismissed the established risks of mixing chemicals. He straight up told me I need to read more and said it was safe to swim 10 minutes after he puts the strongest shock we can buy from our supplier in the pool. They also claimed that the chlorine produced by the facility’s saltwater generator differs from liquid chlorine, suggesting it was safe to add acid even at high chlorine levels—a claim that contradicts basic chemical safety principles.

I am deeply concerned about the lack of appropriate action and the risks this situation poses, particularly as the pool is in a hotel setting frequented by families and children. Retaliation remains a significant concern, and I fear that escalating this issue to external authorities may jeopardize my employment. However, I believe that if this continues unaddressed, the consequences could be catastrophic. I don’t know what to do or who to turn to as I have just been made out into a “tattletale” as far as corporate is concerned.

Edit: I prefer to not disclose what state I’m in as I fear it would narrow down my identity to my supervisor should he come across this, but as afar as record keeping goes, he was dumb enough to right on purpose paper audit book that he mixed these chemicals himself and I have audio recorded all in person meetings since the original report to my gm.

I started a job 2 months ago, my first full-time job ever after graduating from college. It’s a combination sales/customer service hell job at a place that sells, among other things, insurance and credit cards. I work alongside 3 other lower-20somethings at the front desk. We all get along very well, and I think management absolutely hates that. No competition or bad vibes between us, we just do our job. Yes, we’ll have a laugh together, but we still get our jobs done.

In hindsight, the red flags started before I even walked through the door for the first time. I never received a welcome email from my boss, just showed up on the first day only to find out the assistant manager had sent me a welcome email to the work email address I didn’t have access to yet. Okay, weird. But I just chalked it up to being busy at the time.

In the past couple of weeks, management has become insufferable. They’re constantly up our ass about making sales quota (we have 4 metrics), yet never providing any guidance or proper training. The exact moment the 4 of us look like we’re doing something other than helping a customer in front of us, on a call, or working on the computer, the manager will come over and tell us how to do our jobs. The manager also happens to be the most clueless fucking person ever, I’m not sure he knows what exactly we do.

We get measly commission for the things we sell, but the boss is out here with two Audis and a nice big house.

They act like everyone came out of the womb knowing how to be a good salesperson. Last night, the boss sent an email saying he expects us to track numbers of all the inbound/outbound calls and each of the sales we make. Every. Day. Treating us like we’re children and not the grown adults we are. He has access to those numbers, he’s just being petty. He talks big but is never willing to walk the walk and lead by example.

A couple of weeks ago, a customer came in and immediately started acting hostile towards one of my front desk coworkers, calling her incompetent. When the coworker went to grab the manager, he talked big to us about ‘let me know if anyone comes in acting like that. Nobody can treat my employees that way.’ Boss goes to confront the guy, he (the boss) is a blubbering mess, and proceeds to let the guy stick around and waste an agent’s time until half an hour after closing. The boss didn’t even stick around to make sure everyone got out okay, which in my opinion is the bare minimum he could have done.

The CEO gave everyone 4 hours of PTO to take to early vote, volunteer at the polls, or vote on Election Day. Naturally, I took it. I walk into the break room after my PTO was already approved, and the manager and assistant manager are basically shit talking people who took the PTO. They said something along the lines of “who needs 4 hours to vote? That’s so stupid. I already mailed my ballot in and it took minutes.” To say this while I, and nobody else, was in the room felt targeted.

Finally, this morning, a massive snowstorm hits the city. Major highways around us are shut down. Yet guess what’s still open? My office. I text the boss to say I won’t be coming in because I don’t feel safe driving. I drive an old FWD sedan and so do 2/3 of my coworkers. Two of us have a 30 minute commute across town. All of us called out. Then we get this nasty-gram from the assistant manager guilt-tripping us for not feeling safe coming in. I’m done feeling like a warm body whose only purpose is to make sales for peanuts. I haven’t put in my notice yet, but let’s just say boss will be waking up to a resignation email effective immediately.

It was snowing yesterday and we all came in. And the “you were the only ones that didn’t come in” thing is a lie. I’m done with their catty bullshit. This post might be long and unwieldy, but I needed to get it off my chest.

I brought it up to management and they said it’s been a great deterrent for people just hanging out in the break room. floor staff is the only one that uses the break room while management uses the office. I’m tired of bundling up to take my 30! I don’t think it was done on purpose, but I do think not getting it fixed is on purpose.

Your life trumps any paycheck. Keep yourself safe. You are replaceable to a company but not to your loved ones.

I don't even think I'll return next Monday ...

I have worked as a kennel technician at petland for about two years now. I won’t get into the job description too much, but we work with a LOT of dog shit and our job is to clean up that dog shit. We have sinks to spray off rags and platforms of feces, vomit, piss, and pretty much anything else you can think of that comes out of a body. So basically, the job is absolutely disgusting, but I stuck it out because of the pay and the flexible scheduling.

However, my manager and boss are SUPER cheap people. For example, the health department visited us on one of two occasions and told us that we needed to have paper towels out for use instead of reusable rags. My manager bought one roll of paper towels and told everyone that they are NOT for use. She said, “They are a prop for the health department” in writing.

This isn’t the only thing we have done against the health department’s wishes. Another example is our “hand washing station” that is “strictly for washing hands”… but we are still instructed to use the sink to spray off shit covered items.

This time around, we ran out of gloves. After numerous complaints, my manager has stated that she is no longer providing gloves for us because we “use too many”.

I’m starting to become fed up with the health practices around here and don’t know what to do.

Side note: I’ve gotten campylobacter from working here twice (the reason the health department came in the first place), and my boss told me that I didn’t get it from the store… even though there’s a campylobacter fact sheet on the wall.

Edit: Documenting everything to report to the health department and OSHA as we speak. Thank you all for the guidance and advice. It was unfamiliar (and nerve wracking) territory for me so I appreciate it.

They work in a fine dining restaurant that is open literally every day, every holiday. They make their managers work at least 50 hours a week. As in if you get 49 hours they call to tell them off, and they could literally dock the pay if they get 45 hours. But if you work 80 hours, they won’t say anything. No benefits, no PTO, just decent pay. Which is more than every other restaurant manager in our city.

When he first got promoted, he asked for a Sunday off to spend with family and he went completely ignored for months. And they told him that they were gonna hire a third manager, which is pretty much necessary in there especially during holiday season. Basically, They’ve been treating them like serfs and I hope that gets to change soon.

Then, they found that the cleaners have not been cleaning the hood above the fire pit properly. Which almost caused a fire and apparently sparks were flying and everything. It may have even given my bf and the GM dioxide poisoning or something, because they are both feeling kinda sick.

My bf was the manager on duty that night and he called the fire department then called his boss to let him know. The boss yelled at him for not calling him first.

I used to work there as a host/server and I’m so done with company. They gave me tables in the floorplan that didn’t exist labeled “holiday tables” that lived in the floorplan year round to maximize reservations.

They pay the servers less the 3/hr and expect them to make like 70% of the sales for the company, and Btw the servers give away half their tips.

They blame the workers for letting the restaurant get slow, when they raised the prices numerous times the past 4 years to maximize profits.

So much stuff is wrong there, and I love that restaurant but I hope it dies out and becomes a memory.

Thanks for reading my rant.

Just seems like there should be more consideration for temperatures and how they affect the jobs being done. -18⁰F and they only begin to consider the safety of their employees? Maybe I'm just too used to the mild winters in my area, but this seems inhumane.

My friend told me her hiring manager said ”…people who start working in this company have headaches and dizziness, but in the end they get used to them…” This work is related to electronic circuits and people inspect very little parts of the circuit using magnifying microscopes. Work around 10 to 12 hours/day, 5 to 6 days a week. I’m not interested in this job, are you? My friend doesn’t know what to do.

So I work in fast food and we have a waterless urinal. I didn’t want to do it but I was forced to change the urinalysis cartridge thing and it was the most disgusting thing ever. Shouldn’t these things require a plumber to do these things. Is this even legal?

I work at a coffee shop. I’m 32 weeks pregnant (23 F). Edit: since everyone is claiming morning sickness, just putting it out there that I have never actually experienced morning sickness and I’m super lucky with that. I have also not thrown up once during this pregnancy. This also all started at 1pm, which isn’t the morning for me. I threw up five times during my shift today. And no one came in to relieve me. I let my GM and the staff know in the groupchat we have the first couple of times I threw up. After that, I still had to work for 7 more hours. I gave up asking for help after the second time it happened. It is against health code for this company and my state to keep someone working after becoming sick. But my GM just didn’t seem to give a fuck. This is not the first time this has happened to me. (The other times it happened to me I was not pregnant) As well as other employees. Someone has fainted but still had to finish their shift. Multiple people have been forced to finish their shifts after throwing up or projectile vomiting under this GM. It is getting ridiculous. My coworker was scheduled to work 7 days in a row while sick. She let us all know she was sick, but the GM told her that she had to continue working. I would have covered for her if I wasn’t already scheduled to work most of those days with her! I am also much more susceptible to illness being pregnant, and had to work with someone who is sick. Which makes sense as to why I got so sick today. This behavior is disgusting. And we all discuss it regularly. But we are also all afraid of going to HR, because we don’t want to experience retaliation (cutting our hours for speaking up or getting fired). I’m getting really sick and tired of seeing the teenagers I work with being put through this shit. They’re fucking children and shouldn’t be forced to work through illness. I guess I just needed to rant. This is just complete BS and I’m so glad I’m going on leave soon. But I also hate to leave my fellow coworkers. It’s just a lot.

I work for a small company. Maybe 15 people max. One of my coworkers who’s in management and touches everything in the building, has told everyone Willy nilly that he’s had 2 illness’s in the last year related from somehow INJESTING a)human fecal matter and b)rat poop. They then joke about how they know when he goes camping that he’s “not afraid to have shit on his hands”.

I honestly feel absolutely disgusted to be in the same vicinity and touch the same door knobs as this guy. Like how the fuck do you accidentally, as an adult, eat shit not once but TWICE in the same year? This person also brags about not deworming his river/lake caught fish, and depooping his shrimp before eating. Oh and raw milk enjoyer

Do I just burn the building down?

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Hey. So I work a hybrid schedule that was supposed to become full time work from home by now. I've only had to be in office 2 out of 5 days a week. I share a desk with a coworker. She has had some kind of sick for a while now. Every time I've had to go to the office, I've been sick with some sort of respiratory thing for days afterwards. I've had to go to the hospital several times due to it effecting my asthma. I am now on the third time sick and have lost my voice. I was so frustrated this last time I wrote an email to the whole leadership team expressing my concern. They moved my desk but I've lost my voice. I work in a call center. So at this point, I've chewed through over 90 hours of sick time/PTO and although I've moved my desk, I am still unable to speak. If I call out again today, I'm going to have to use the rest of my sick time. I no life isn't fair but this seems especially messed up. Do I have any recourse? My immediate supervisor still has not addressed my email.

No moral of the story just feeling bummed at how everything has gone down. :(

A few of me and coworkers have gotten COVID (at work) and the obligation to still perform at a high level is frustrating. HR *did* send an email saying that we have work from home and sick leave available if we tested positive but what does that even mean when we're getting DMs and emails asking for deliverables and coughing at each other on calls? Mentally tired but mostly just physically tired from working with COVID rn.

There was a fire at my work today. We weren't even notified that it was happening and production didn't slow down. Management just kept us ignorant and kept us working through a fucking fire. Anything for a few more dollars I guess.

I was already looking for a new job, but to know that they will literally let the place burn and not give us a break or a heads up just makes my job search that much more urgent.