The NFC B-Day Chat Thread

[N F C]

So I have a story about work to share today.

One of our pro shop employees was at the course celebrating her b-day for about the 10th day in a row. I was in the kitchen scrubbing smoker racks when she came up to me waving her fists. I asked her what her problem was (she was flat out drunk). She told me the problem was me, because I was the boss's wife and a f'ing b. I told her to get out of the kitchen and turned around to continue to scrub the racks when she hit me in the back. Hard enough when DH came in about 15 minutes later I was still feeling it.

I don't think I've ever seen DH so mad before...not the yelling ordinary kind of mad, it was the quiet, ears smoking, scary mad. We're now looking for another pro shop employee.

So, that was my day at work. Sheesh, who knew being a cook at a golf course could be so drama-filled.

 

[sourland]

@N F C , Ya know a part of me is thinking that job/place needs to fail, and you need to move back around human beings. I'm not the least bit violent, but the day someone physically assaults the Princess ------------------------------------

 

[N F C]

@N F C , Ya know a part of me is thinking that job/place needs to fail, and you need to move back around human beings. I'm not the least bit violent, but the day someone physically assaults the Princess ------------------------------------

We're all for moving Sour. We're just trying to hold out until the fall so we have more funds saved up. This place is weird...there are some good people here but not enough to put up with all the crap we've encountered since moving here. Thanks for the hug, it's been an emotional day.

 

[DigMyChicks]

So I have a story about work to share today.

One of our pro shop employees was at the course celebrating her b-day for about the 10th day in a row. I was in the kitchen scrubbing smoker racks when she came up to me waving her fists. I asked her what her problem was (she was flat out drunk). She told me the problem was me, because I was the boss's wife and a f'ing b. I told her to get out of the kitchen and turned around to continue to scrub the racks when she hit me in the back. Hard enough when DH came in about 15 minutes later I was still feeling it.

I don't think I've ever seen DH so mad before...not the yelling ordinary kind of mad, it was the quiet, ears smoking, scary mad. We're now looking for another pro shop employee.

So, that was my day at work. Sheesh, who knew being a cook at a golf course could be so drama-filled.

Sorry DebbyThat is not cool! You should have called the cops on her.

 

[N F C]

Sorry DebbyThat is not cool! You should have called the cops on her.

Maybe. Honestly, it was such a shock I didn't know what to say or how to react. I've worked in a wide variety of jobs before and have never encountered that sort of situation before. Never expected it to happen.

 

[The Farmers' Daughter]

Sorry DebbyThat is not cool! You should have called the cops on her.

Agreed!

 

[igorsMistress]

@N F C are you ok? I would have been shocked too, and wished later I'd had the presence of mind to hit her with a smoker rack upside the head.

 

[drumstick diva]

I don't think I would have had to do anything to her. I am told when I get a death look in the eyes - everyone scatters.

When I was 19 I had a grooming shop, my parents had to sign the lease because I wasn't old enough. The women would have sh -fits and say I was too young to be the manager.
The men were wanting to shake my hand and not let go. Especially salesman.

I decided to get a plain gold colored band ($ 5.from a magazine ad.) I made sure every-one got a chance to see it. Funny how the old batches didn't think I was too young
anymore. And the men didn't try to touch me but would say things like, your husband is a very lucky man. Still creeped me out.

I was ashamed of lying but, it worked. Eventually I got braver and just stopped things with a death look. Maybe my eyes glowed red I don't know. But when I flashed it people would stop what they were doing/saying and just leave. Now thanks to BYC I have a true name for it "Stink eye." I have never had to growl or bite thankfully.

 

[Blooie]

So I have a story about work to share today.

One of our pro shop employees was at the course celebrating her b-day for about the 10th day in a row. I was in the kitchen scrubbing smoker racks when she came up to me waving her fists. I asked her what her problem was (she was flat out drunk). She told me the problem was me, because I was the boss's wife and a f'ing b. I told her to get out of the kitchen and turned around to continue to scrub the racks when she hit me in the back. Hard enough when DH came in about 15 minutes later I was still feeling it.

I don't think I've ever seen DH so mad before...not the yelling ordinary kind of mad, it was the quiet, ears smoking, scary mad. We're now looking for another pro shop employee.

So, that was my day at work. Sheesh, who knew being a cook at a golf course could be so drama-filled.

That waste of human skin needs somebody to knock the soup out of her, and by golly I know just the person to do it, too!!!! Oh, Bru-uce!!!

You know you can still file assault charges on her...it doesn’t have to be at the exact time of the event, especially if you can let the police know you waited until the situation (read Frankenfoot) cooled down. But I’m evil enough to have called the minute she got into her car, given them the tag number, and let her get the DUI and the assault charge!

I don't think I would have had to do anything to her. I am told when I get a death look in the eyes - everyone scatters.

When I was 19 I had a grooming shop, my parents had to sign the lease because I wasn't old enough. The women would have sh -fits and say I was too young to be the manager.
The men were wanting to shake my hand and not let go. Especially salesman.

I decided to get a plain gold colored band ($ 5.from a magazine ad.) I made sure every-one got a chance to see it. Funny how the old batches didn't think I was too young
anymore. And the men didn't try to touch me but would say things like, your husband is a very lucky man. Still creeped me out.

I was ashamed of lying but, it worked. Eventually I got braver and just stopped things with a death look. Maybe my eyes glowed red I don't know. But when I flashed it people would stop what they were doing/saying and just leave. Now thanks to BYC I have a true name for it "Stink eye." I have never had to growl or bite thankfully.

Remind me to stay on this side of you!!

 

[DigMyChicks]

Maybe. Honestly, it was such a shock I didn't know what to say or how to react. I've worked in a wide variety of jobs before and have never encountered that sort of situation before. Never expected it to happen.

That’s assault. A job I worked several years ago the owners boys tried to pull my pants down when I left the break room. I talked to the manager who told the owner and he was on my side. I quit because of it. He asked what he could do to get me to stay and I said I don’t want you to have to fire your boys. I did talk to a police officer but didn’t want to go forward with it. Oldest boy killed himself a few months later...not due to this. Second son died a few years later in a car accident.