Job Horror Story 4

Job Horror Story 4

I was hired to work at a plant in the south. Sometimes I had to deliver the samples to the lab. The was staffed by O.J.P., a middle-aged asian girl, A.L., a very skinny middle-aged asian girl, D.D., a hefty black girl, M.L. a fat middle aged white girl, S.D., a skinny effeminate white guy who was the head of the lab, and S.P., a skinny young girl who had the left side of her face twisted like Two-Face from Batman and she just got hired at eight months pregnant.

I walked into the lab and delivered the samples while O.J.P. was cleaning the test tubes for once. She usually came in late constantly and moved very slowly like she was in a dream. She asked me what was my gpa in college. I politely refused to tell her. She angrily splashed cleaning fluids on me and herself. She said, “Oops!” as she grinned. I knew she did it on purpose. The other guys grilled me at the plant for not answering her question like I owed it to her. I explained that had nothing to do with the job. They still tried to get it out of me, but I refused. They would misplace things I needed or force me to work faster in retaliation.

Over the course of a few weeks, A.L., D.D., M.L., S.D., and S.P. asked the exact same question like O.J.P. and splash chemicals on me. I reported it to H.R., who was absolutely useless. H.R. said, that it was an accident, but after I said it happened six times and there was plenty of room for them to move, they reluctantly agreed. D.D. got mad at me for reporting them. I reported on D.D. again, and then she shut her mouth.

The lab technicians would purposely hide things near dangerous chemicals trying to spill it on me. I avoided their traps. S.P. would bring in scented vanilla candles and put them near the samples because she could not stand the smell. That went against procedure, but some people are except from the rules. Even though she finished college, she was still stupid. 

They would ask questions about my fiances and I would refuse to answer. I found out that O.J.P. had screwed her way to the job and she slept with men and women even though she was married with children! He husband made so much money she did not even need to work! She made some sexual advances towards me, but I refused. This made her furious and she tried to run me over twice at work, almost wrecking her car! I complained and the police were useless.

When serial rapist, Daniel Hotlzclaw, was arrested, O.J.P. and A.L. came to me and told me, “He did nothing wrong and stop talking about him.”

I said, “You be rapist too if you are taking his side!”

Neither one of them answered. 

O.J.P. would come to work sometimes dressed in asian men’s attire grinning like an idiot. D.D. walked up to her and asked, “Are you wearing that to work?”

O.J.P. answered, “Yeah!”

“Don’t let him see it.”

“He can’t see it!”

Well, I did. When O.J.P. sat at her desk, out stuck a black strap on dildo! I said nothing and left.  I found out that they only hire alternative lifestyle girls and guys for the lab. At least, half of the guys and my boss were alternative lifestyle too. No wonder the place had such a bad reputation, but I did not expect all of this!

Later, I saw all of the lab technicians had pictures of nude underage girls, mostly black, on their phones. I guess they were looking for new victims.

O.J.P. found out that her husband was cheating on her and took it out on me by saying to S.D., “I want to kill him!”

S.D. asked, “Why do you want to kill him?”



“He does not belong here!” She was jealous because I finished college and she never went to college. They put her as head of the lab anyway since she been there the longest. The other lab technicians would wear strap ons too, but none of them did it as frequently as O.J.P.

When a job in the lab was available, I took the test and made a higher score than S.D. When the interview came, they called in S.D. first and when he came out a short time later, I could tell he got the job. When I was called in, there was a middle-aged black girl and a white girl present. During the interview, the white girl gave me a pop quiz during the interview. I asked if S.D. got the same treatment as me. Then, she called in two police officers. The H.R. girls asked me personal questions that I refused to answer. One of the cops demanded I answer the questions. I refused and he pulled me from the chair and threw me out! The girls smirked and the black girl came and said, “That’s what you get for not doing what you’re told!” and slammed the door.

I made some phone calls, and my boss and coworkers shouted at me. I complained again and got them straight. I heard they were planning on killing me and I decided to quit. If you too many pedofiles as coworkers or in upper management positions, just quit and leave. They will kill you sooner or later for not engaging in their lifestyle choices.