Chef Gets Hired by Law Firm to Foil Security Guard

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Eric Lund
Mar 19, 2020 5:00 PM EDT

This chef was just trying to deliver some food to a law firm as usual when the power-tripping security guard got in the way. Luckily things got sorted out. For another work story, here's an Australian engineer who let a farm owner destroy his own car.

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    Text - r/IDontWorkHerelady · Posted by u/Ars-Torok 8 hours ago 4 The day I was hired and fired from a law firm XXXL Not sure if this one belongs here, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. So this is about five years ago. I worked as a chef at a bakery. It was my job to make everything but the baked goods. Every morning the Baker and I would walk in at about 4 am and knock out all the food needed for the day. This would leave me ready to go home around 10 AM or so. This put us at the perfect time to d
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    Text - It was common for companies or other entities to place large catering orders with us. The baker and I would split them down the middle and deliver them on our way home. The delivery in question was for Bob, Dick, and Harry, Attorneys at law. I have never delivered to BD&H before, but they were a regular of sorts. Every financial quarter, they would hold a huge meeting. This meeting would require roughly $700 of bagels and bagel accessories. This spread included eight dozen bagels, all ten
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    Text - My passenger seat, entire back seat, and entire trunk are filled with food. Now BD&H is located on the ninth floor of a commercial sky scraper deep in an industrial complex downtown. parking was non-existent. There were meters outside the building, but I knew I would need close to ten trips to deliver all this food, and didn't have a lot of change on me. Company policy was to just pay whatever fines I needed to park and then turn in my receipts. the money would end up on my next paycheck.
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    Text - Sam refuses the bagel and says I can park in one of the guest spots on the bottom floor. the fee is $5 for every 30 minutes, minimum $10. I thank him and head to the bottom floor of the garage. So there are a total of six guest parking spaces. Just six. All of them are taken. I head back up to talk to Sam, when I see an open parking spot reserved for Bob, Dick and Harry, Attorneys at Law. There are cars in every spot, with many spots being reserved for employees by name. The last spot is
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    Text - That is when I see Sam talking to the receptionist. He runs over and starts shouting at me. "I am putting a boot on your F***ing car. I told you to park in guest on the bottom floor!" I don't get a word in before he launches into a speech about security and how I could be hurting his building or people. That is when a very well dressed man walks over. It so happens to be Bob, the Bob of Bob, Dick and Harry's. Bob asks what is the problem and soon the two are arguing. Bob: OP is delivering
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    Text - Sam: Those parking spots belong to the building. You are leasing them like you lease this floor. I am the one who says who can park there. He isn't an employee so he isn't parking! Bob: Then I am making him an employee! Sam: You can't do that! Bob: .. . You know what. You are right. Harry! Harry! get over here. Harry walks over with an amused look on his face. Bob: Harry here is the head of our HR department. Harry, hire this boy. Harry pulls out a piece of paper and scribbles, "OP is now
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    Text - Bob reaches over to the receptionist, who is already grabbing some things. Bob: Here is your employee badge, your -PARKING PERMIT- and your elevator key card. Now please, do the job I have -HIRED- you to do, and deliver my bagels. Sam looks on in utter fury as I ride the elevator down to my car. Seven sweet sweet elevator rides later, all the food is delivered. Bob and Harry meet me at the table. Bob: OP, you have made great strides in this company and I am proud of your work, but I feel
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    Text - Bob then hands me a crisp $50 bill. Harry: And your severance package. Now please be sure to return your badge and card on the way out. Harry hands me a $20 and sends me on my way. The receptionist is sure to validate the parking ticket that Sam gave me, and I head on out. On the way out, Sam grins at me and asks for my ticket. I place it in the machine in his station. It sees the validation I got, and lets me out for free. Sam glares at me as I drive off into the... late morning sun. TL:
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