This one time, in band camp..... j/k
Here's a good story I have about irony and a horrible manager I had a few years ago:
In the winter of 2009 I was living with my in-laws in Virginia. At the time I had two, very crappy, low paying jobs. I worked for a fast food restaurant during the afternoon/night time hours and a stocking job at a department store from early morning to afternoon. I was pulling anywhere from 60-75 hours a week, and sometimes going 3 days on just 2-3 naps. In our situation, we were just struggling to pay the few bills we had while taking care of our newborn daughter.
That winter, for anyone who doesn't remember it, there was record breaking snow fall in our area. At one point we had a 12ft high snow mountain in the front yard from digging out the walkways and driveways, not to mention the 4-5ft of snow on the actual road in front of the house. There were mass closings of many businesses, my father-in-law was told not to come into work, my (now) wife was told to stay home, and the fast food place I worked for was gracious enough to tell me I didn't have to brave the roads. That just left my stocking position, which for some reason refused to take a call off or tell us not to come to work.
Let me make this little problem clearer, I was driving a 2001 Hyundai Accent (the 2-door model) at the time. The department store was a 15-20 minute drive from my house on days when there weren't 4ft of snow on the roads. My manager told me that calling out would be considered an unexcused call off, and it would reflect badly on my employment record. So in order to make it to work by 4am the first day, I left my house at 12am, and drove for 4 1/2 hours to get to work. I passed numerous vehicles in ditches, 3-4 accidents, and even witnessed two, massive, 4-wheel drive vehicles pull into the same ditch one after the other. Needless to say, I was lucky I got there at all, much less only 30-minutes late.
As you probably guessed by now, my manager had words to share with me about my tardiness. It was put down in my official employment record with them, that I was "extremely" tardy to work on this day. All of this, for being 30 minutes late to work on a day when the roads weren't plowed and I was driving a matchbox size, 2-wheel drive vehicle. It's probably needless to say that I was very unhappy with my manager at this point, but I bit my tongue and went to work for 7 hours positioning products on shelves, because the truck we were supposed to receive never showed because of the weather. I finished my work day and went home, exhausted, but ready for the same the next morning.
The next day was a bit better, because that night the plows went over the main roads for the first time. Because of that, I made it to work early that morning. I arrived maybe 45 minutes before the manager was supposed to be there to let us inside the story. So I kicked the seat back in my car, cranked some music, and waited. 45 minutes came and went, and there was no sign of my manager. 2 hours later, another manager showed up and told us all that the manager from the previous morning wouldn't be there today, he had some issues getting to work in the snow.
Because I'm a spiteful person, I proceeded to tell this manager about how I was reprimanded the previous morning for being late due to weather and I expected appropriate response to a manager calling off due to the weather; considering my now tarnished record from just being late. When the current manager listened to my story, she was in shock that I was treated in such a manner, considering I risked my life getting to work for $9 an hour.
The next week the other manager, who had called out due to the weather, was demoted to regular staff for his actions.
Moral: Pay back is OH SO SWEET!