Tales from the cookie Side.Part 1

I sent this to a few people but here a few Horror stories about the factory where alot of your "Namebrand" and so on. (I had to Change a few Names for Purpose disclosed to me.)

The Tale of the Dead Shitter.

Your not gonna believe this But there a factory thats owned by "name Brand" down the road from it's main Factory that runs 2 lines and we called it Research and Development. I was the main baker that night (One baker every 12 hours for 2 lines.) Well One night december of 2002 there was one line running and I was the Unlucky Sap sucker that had to work the 12hour+ shift in the Frozen section (cause they had to keep the place cold for the brownie frosting to set. The old factory was a Old Gm Glass company before "NAMEBRAND"Brought it. Well there was a lead (half supervisor person) Who was dreadfully sick. He was a filler (person who is called in cause others went home) Well I went by him with my clip board and he stoped me asking me to take over watching the line he needed to take a shit. So I did that as he went to take a shit i called the main factory for them to send me a back up baker and a handy man to fix a few things and for the baker to give me my 45 min lunch break. Well they sent the men over and I noticed as I was still watching the line I was reviewing my paper work. Then suddenly a hour goes by. I still had the other 2 spare workers so I wasnt worried I though maybe he was called to the main factory. Then 2,3,4 hours go by. I called the main factory told them his badge number and who he was. They said he never showed up for anything that they still have him in my building. Concerned I told them to send a Line Leader and 3 other workers to replace me for a little bit so I could find the Missing Line leader. After i got My workers I set myself out on a Quest to find the Missing worker.(this place was huge I would get lost in the mix of things but I had a map LOL) I notice after a hour of looking the line to the mens room on the other side of the plant was getting larger and people were pissed off cause they had to go to the other end of the factory to piss and shit. I went to the door Knocked loudly and Was Like Look I don't know who this is But Would you please lush and get out I have workers who cant hold it for the other restrooms. I got no Answer. I was thinking man it was really cold on this side of the factory. I waited for 3 mins then i was like Shit or get off the Pot I ain't got all day for you to be fucking around. By this time i was pissed off and cold as hell. I was like God Damn it you better be sick or dead in there! Still No Answer. I called the main office to send a security team and a Emt and a Main plant supervisor to the restroom. I then again informed who was in the rest room they better be sick or dead or it was there job. Well low and behold Security nor did the others have a key for the restroom and they brought the Jaws of life crow bar thingy that can bust open large doors that are metal and locked. Well I wish I would have called in sick that day. The man that I released to do his dirty deed Was on the pot sitting down with his legs in a upward position practily froze to the seat dead. He had a bad heart and they put him in a restricted zone where you have to be perfect shape to work in the area. Well He died taking a shit that was still stuck to his ass and the seat some how fused to his ass and froze to it. I was there where they pulled him Including the seat off the pot. They had to cut his turd from him to remove him. He was in a awkward position when they said he could have possibly went through rigger mortise on the seat. Up till I left I was known as the Line Leader that no one asked for a Break of any kind.  

Tale two. The missing mute guy

Before I was a Baker I was a Mixer of dough. I made "NAMEBRAND" mini's, "NAMEBRAND bits, and other foods. Well On certain machines it is knowen as a top feeder. Where the dough is put on a carier that takes it to floors up and then dumps the dough into a holder where the machine shapes the dough for it to get on the line then get sent to the oven for making. We had a mute person name Sam. None of Us knew sign language and he was from russia so He wouldent really know what the fuck we were talking about even if we wrote it down. All he did was follow anyone he worked with and got the jizz of the job. Well Sometimes the machie Jams the dough and a person has to go to the top to use a huge ass Dough Hoe(yeah thats really what it was) To get the dough off the sides of the unit so it would hit the machine and give us a exact time on how long a dough takes to get through the machine. Well I had Sam that day and I already been 8 hours into my 12 hour shift when i needed to go eat for dinner. I told Sam well showed sam how to opperate the elevator and how to get the dough off the sides of the top bowl. He shook his head talk weired to me and I left for dinner. Well I got back and I noticed that Sam dumped my last dough of the night. I was thinking he must have knowen the maual swich up ontop that dumps the dough. Well a hour goes By IU heard the emergency alarm go Off. No one knew why. When the alarm goes off all of us guys in the mixing part has to be in a single file line for count. Suddenly the boss Yells at me WHERE IS SAM GODDAMN OT STEVEN. I said I though he dumped my dough and went to Dinner. GOD DAMN IT IT had to be Sam Some one call the emt's and get the fuck up to Machie 3 top.

As I go there it didnt look like anything but i noticed as i was looking down on the line the ligh brown dough was a blody color. I jumped in the off machine and tried to clear the dough and there was Sam still alive screaming Well he was mute for help. I didnt know what to do I was yelling for help myself. As I cleared the dough from around him i noticed his ankle was caught in the two metal drums that crushes the dough. Well they had to pull the machine apart to get him. What happened was While he was dumping the dough he was signing the time on a clip board what time it was dumped. well he had butter fingers and the pin came lose and like a normal person not really thing of it he went to try to catch the pin. Well he lunge forward and just at the time he was hiton the back and head of Ritz dough that knocked him into the machie. The dough weights 2500 lbs. and it is steaming hot. (it was like quick sand.) Well he was mute and couldent utter a word his hands were stuck from the dough and no body noticed he was up there cause the ligh indicator said there was no one on the cat walk. As the line worker was fixing the machine the dough return was sending more scrap dough ontop of him causing to suffer more like quick sand being poured ontop of you when your trying to get out of the place. Well the line worker notice the change of color in the produckt and stoped the line. It crushed his foot so fine it was unbeliveable. He sued and ended up for 500g's or more for it but we had to shut the line down for a week to find all the parts that was his foot and we had to destroy 200 thousand dollars worth of Products. Still till this day i wont eat a Ritz bitz.

One more story for the road I know these are long and the Gramar sucks ass.

The Mastrobating cookie Pusher.

One day In a hot summer night I was forced to work the nigh shift. I was incharged of 2 machines that a machie dumps dough ontop of another Machine called a press where people one possibly 2 would press the dough down the machine and the press makes the tops of famous cookies and the bottoms as well. Well the cookie machies were Oreo Bigs. The oversized Cookie they sole like little Debbie cakes in Cannada (they used to sell it here but stoped) Well I kept hearing complats for the past 2 days there was a Man who happend to be black kept going to the rest room once a hour. Well as a Line leader this is Disturbing. I cant have a worker ask other to do there job once a hour for him to leave then after 15 mins come back and repeat the process. I though to myself Maybe he was sick. So When he came back from the Shitter i was like Sir do you have a sickness.He looked at me all sweatty and said no Sir i have a touch of Diareha. I was like well you have had it for a few days now If you need to i can send you home and you can come back when your better. I even told them i would throw in 2 day sick pay but he refused. I told him Ok but try to keep a eye on it. Well 2 hours later He was missing again. This time I was told he smelt like pot. I walked by him and noticed he didnt smoke pot but he was acting weired.

So I told my main boss I was gonna get to the bottom of this. So What i did was i hid in the other Stall with my legs up off the ground and waiting for him to show up. Well like clock work he was there he looked under the stalls it was 3:45am in the morning and the night shit is like a dead zone. Well As I heard him drop his pants I heard a magazine drop from his pants. It was a Playgirl Magizine. Yeah A Play Girl Magizine. He was mastrobating in the other stall. I knew I couldent make a word or a noise cause I didnt want to get caught with out back up just incase he went all retard strong Cocksucking on my ass. Well it lasted for 15 mins. finnaly he packed his Magizine up and Didnt even wash his hands. I heard him Muffle that was really chunky this time. He rubbed his hands together as he left the rest room.

I got on my cell phone and called Jodi the Plant manager to meet me in the west wings bathroom and to put a red flag alarm on Line five. As he opened the door I ran out. He was like Umm it wasnt locked. I was like it may not been lock but there was Cum on the door handle. I told him what happened. He threw up next to meand said Man I just got done eating a shit load of them cookies are you sure you seen what you seen. I was like Yes fucktard I bet if you search him you will find the magizine. Well they called the cops to do a search on the guy. They found Lube and 2 magizines on him in a secret pocket me made in his pants. The factory owner found out of the Deal and closed the line down for a week to Sanitize everyfucking thing. We lost about 500 thousand that day. The last time I was told he was trying to sue the factory for Outting him to people and some how it got back to his wife and she divorced him. Well the factory Sued him for the half a fucking mill they lost. He dropped the suit. But Still till this day Line Five is know as The Five finger shuffle line.

If this pans out right and good ill tell worst horror stories of my 5 years of being in the factory of sickness LOL