Worst adult tantrum you've witnessed?

hytrogen wrote: »

This isn't Reddit, THIS IS Sparta!

Jeeeesh calm down WILL YA FFS!!!
ARRRRGGH!!!!




(/Tantrum)

jeanjolie wrote: »

Saw a similar question on Reddit but that was mostly American experiences.

Wondering if you've seen some here in Ireland excluding obvious mental illness and situations in general that are stressful e.g airports and flying

Work in an accountants and when we sign people up we give them an estimate of their net take home pay

Bear in mind it is an estimate we do. It is not based official facts and figures

So conversation goes
So your earning are x per hour
You prob work 20 day in x month
That x gross
Take off x expenses and our fee and taxes
Use tax credits

And so on

Anyway we gave a women in U.K. An estimate of 350 pound per week basically saying , based on those types of rates and number of days and assuming tax credits/expenses and relief '' your looking at 350 a week' but we need official tax documents from HMRC(U.K. Revenue) and expense receipts and so on
And it's made clear it's only an estimte


So that was grand she signed up filled out a bunch of papers as a employee of an umbrella company


Began the job with the end client ( e.g. : IT firm)

So when it came to pay day we had her official documentation about tax affairs

Applied correct taxes based on hours worked etc

She took home 349.76

She rang up and LOST IT!!!!!!!! I kid you not

Shouting and roaring at the staff saying that the 24p is putting her over undue financial stress and she was led to believe she would get 350 a week and we lied and stole her money and we are not 1 bit professional as we mis lead our clients and steal and mess up their payroll

We tried to explain it was an estimate provided on a call(which is very clearly mentioned on the call) and the follow up excel file she received by email showing our calculations is even called an estimated payslip (name of file) for their records (which was all based on a chat)
and naturally a estimate which is over 99% is fairy excellent in my opinion as there is so many variables to effect the take home

Anyway... she F* cked us out of it!!!!!!

Then rang the recruitment agency and lost the plot with them about us (they referred her to us)

They rang us asking how we messed up her first payroll

We explained the situation and common sense hit them...



Anyway.. long story short ,,

the women quit the job over it( 1 week in)

...24p would ya believe

And I was thinking would she do the same if she was slighty overpaid ( she was bat S* it crazy so you never know)

Deer wrote: »

My father in law, his wife and daughter are still not talking to us over a bar of chocolate this time last year. We were in Scotland when it happened.

They came to visit us from India and we went on a little trip. They were then to stay in cork with us for another 2 weeks. Nobody spoke in Scotland and instead of driving back to cork with us from airport they hired a car. Then packed their bags and drove back to Dublin and back to India.

Doesn't see his grandchildren or his son now. Stupid bastard.

Hold on what ?
How did this happen over a bar of chocolate ?
I'm dying to know :L

tedpan wrote: »

Please explain what happened with the chocolate bar!

I'm guessing the wrong person ate it

Working in retail, I witnessed adult temper tantrums of varying degrees on a near daily basis. The longest running tantrum was about 3 hours because we didn't have postage boxes for international postage. The most angry was a man who got a different label on his roll in the deli but it was the correct price. He had an absolute melt down and did the whole "I'm never coming back here again" thing.

A woman told me to fcuk off when I politely told her that the queue was going the other way. She then joined the queue and specifically waited until she could go to the till next to mine and loudly asked for an refund on everything she'd bought from me earlier while ranting about how rude I'd been. Apparently because she had bought stuff already she felt that she didn't need to queue.

I also need to know what happened with the chocolate.

When my manchild of a boss got pased over for promotion he had a very public meltdown in front of myself and a bunch of colleagues.

Quite something to behold.

I knew a guy who prided himself on being very smart. He had the Brain Training game on the Nintendo DS and was beating everybody's score. He did not take well to me beating him and spent the next few weeks presumably glued to his DS as he was texting me updates every time he increased his personal best.

Sadly for him I was also increasing my score and leaving his far behind.

After a while the texts stopped and I heard from a mutual friend a few weeks later that he had sold his DS and all the games because he was "fed up with it". I'd say it's more likely that the DS went through the wall.

We're not talking kids here, we were both about 30 at the time...

PS, also need to know the story behind chocolate-gate.

Bar of chocolate...

Prepare to be completely underwhelmed.

My 16 year old daughter, myself and the sister in law were in a shop. My 16 year old picks up a Oreo Milka and says...oh I must buy another one of these because your mum took mine into her room last night.

Sil goes in and tells mummy and daddy that my daughter said her mum stole the chocolate bar.

When told that this was not the case that at best the daughter had misunderstood what my daughter had said there was world war 3 and ended up in them going home.

The whole situation should have been sorted in minutes like any normal adults would.

Just to give an indication of how mental these people are... when we flew back to Dublin it arrived at 11.30. They just managed to hire a car and drove to cork, packed their bags and turned straight back to Dublin at what I think was 4 in the morning without even a hotel booked.

Same father in law chucked an absolute huge tantrum at our wedding because the photographer did not take his photograph with myself and husband first before anyone else. It was terrible, nearly ruined the day.

Meeting to organise an art event at an anrchist squat in Berlin which got trapped in endless "consensus"discussion when I got a bit frustrated and said that someone needs to have the balls to make a decision.

Some feminist bloke (they do exist) objected to my blantantly sexist use of langauge and when I shrugged and carried on talking he started scremaing the house down. When they finally calmed him down, he unfortunatly overheard me mutter "****ing snowflakes" under my breath.

Three people had to escort him from the room.