76 People Who Were So Weird At Work That Their Colleagues Still Can’t Forget Them

We had a creepy caretaker who often stayed too late to go home so he’d sleep in the stock room. He despised me because he wanted my job but didn’t have the computer skills and experience I did. To get him to be friendly and not sabotage my projects, I had to listen to him complain for a solid 15 minutes a day. Eventually, I decided to leave and move to a new area. When I told him, he screamed “what about your mother?” and started crying.

I worked with this guy who started sleeping in his office at night. He was really off and scared the living hell out of a lot of people. We had a system where we’d let each other know if he was on site and I had pepper spray in my desk in case he stepped foot into my office. He had do many weird and scary quirks like pushing people and slamming doors or pounding on the wall. He was a liability and we had to meet with a lawyer about him. Finally eventually fired…

I did not have one, but two!! They were a set of twins that did everything together, including working?? They were almost 30 and were still wearing the same outfits and would complete each other’s sentences, including yours! I’m fairly certain they were suffering from some type of paranoia as well as they kept on talking about “them” watching them. Strangest human encounter I’ve had in the workplace.

I worked in a small office and one of my co-workers was Eastern European. Nice enough guy, except that when my mother passed away, and I returned to work, he scolded me if I cried a bit at my desk. He said that crying for my mother would hold her back on her journey to other planets, and I was going to ruin her trip through the galaxy until she could reach her final planetary destination. Yeah that was fun.

I worked with a guy who openly and unashamedly picked his nose in front of everyone. His nickname was “Boog”.

Years ago, I shared an interior office with an IT person. He was nice, bit of a hippie, and he ate weird lunches at his desk. When the food came out, I would normally go run an errand or work elsewhere. One day I was on a call and the food came out. A sleeve of saltines, and a tin or two of sardines. I put that call on hold so fast and yelled: NO! Not in here. no way. go to the kitchen!

I had a Captain on a deployment that ate the jelly out of the little square single serving containers with a spoon. He had never seen jelly before and did not know that it went on bread primarily. This was an officer in the Air Force.

I worked with a guy who would come in every morning, take off socks and shoes, and proceed to PICK HIS FEET. EVERY. DAY. Sometimes there was nail clipping involved, most often it was literally just picking at his feet. He did this for *YEARS*.

I had a coworker that was beyond bizarre, but due to character limits I’ll share one story. She brought a massive bowl of spaghetti in once to share with the office. A few people were heating up plates, and one woman asked when she made it. “A week ago.” Everyone trashed their food and she got so embarrassed she put the bowl (still full of spaghetti) in her desk. About a month later, we thought an animal had passed in our ductwork. They searched our desks and the bowl was still there.

I had a co-worker who didn’t like Harry Potter because “he does things real wizards just don’t do.”

She made a compost bin in the bottom drawer of her desk, had a griddle on her workspace that she would use to make food, and once sent an email with a childhood photo of herself, to the entire office, asking if she “looked like she had Down syndrome as a kid”. No one replied, but yes she did.

In the late nineties a pregnant coworker showed all of us her maternity photos. She was wearing a feather boa. Only a feather boa.

We would rotate bringing cakes for bdays. The last bday brought the next cake. My old coworker brought my cake every year. One year the cake had a piece missing because her husband wanted one. The next year she just brought a piece for me. No cake for the office.

I remember when we had to send out an office-wide email telling people that they couldn’t go barefoot in the bathrooms and cafe. People practically rioted! Someone wrote back and insisted that there were no such rules about this, and we had to inform him about health codes.

Yes, I work in tech.

I was meeting with my first boss out of grad school one day, just before noon. When we finished she said “It’s lunch time, I get my treat!” I assumed she brought something special for lunch. Nope. On days when she doesn’t feel like she is working hard enough, she makes herself earn the right to go to the bathroom. Her treat was getting to urinate.

I worked with a part time clown that listened to circus music. Why did you make me remember this?

There was a guy who sat too close to me in the lunchroom. I immediately moved over. He said something about people subconsciously moving when their space is invaded. I looked at him and said I was very conscious of moving to be in my own space.

I once had an employee tell me I had no right to ask them when they expected to be onsite when phoning in late, and it’s none of my business. This was an hourly employee not a salaried one and I am the scheduler and time keeper.

As a teen I worked for a popular restaurant. On her break, one of the waitresses would eat an entire gallon bag of hard boiled eggs while she rolled her own cigarettes and smoked in between each bite.

I once worked in a retail jeweller’s which was owned by a very flamboyant Ceylonese gem dealer. About three weeks after starting I received a phone call at about 2am from police at Heathrow asking if I could vouch for a man they had detained coming into the country with ‘a lot’ of stones. I was asked to speak to him to verify his voice, which I did. About 2 weeks later when I saw him at work he claimed it was a practical joke on me. I never found out but it scared me.