People need to calm down when they are bestowed a little bit of "power." It's of course a great thing to be trusted with more responsibility at works, it makes you feel seen and that your work is appreciated. And it is of course a fantastic quality to make sure everyone is working together so that everything is running at 100%, but let's remember that a little power makes you no better than anyone else. Nobody needs a parent at work or a snitch, just do your job and be pleasant. You're not the HR police... unless you are the HR police.
Redditor u/namey___mcnameface wanted to discuss the ego trips some people have had to be witness to by asking.... What's the least amount of power you've seen go to someone's head?
Keep Reading Conan!<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yMjgzOTIzNi9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTYyNzc5NDU1M30.ZGbHEGFWAQgi8UNc6JmesvL7Hh59FYgkc5bxFGoFols/img.gif?width=980" id="95f32" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="02fe511619c1f06bb876329aa43c4122" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="480" data-height="270" />Giphy<p>Teacher here: We had a school librarian here who berated the children about the most minor infractions and even questioned kids about why they wanted a particular book. She would often yell, "this is MY library." The kids called her Conan. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1gck9?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank">alphasquatch1968</a></p>
Theatre Patrol.<p>I ran a movie theater. One guy was told to go and do a theater check, which was basically ensure the emergency exit was closed and that no one was doing anything unruly. Dude really got off on telling people to put their feet down. He was studying to go into law enforcement. I was legit scared by how much he delighted in getting into people's faces because he felt he had real authority in this scenario. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1n622?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank">chalmun74</a><span></span></p>
"in charge"<p>I left a kid "in charge" of the classroom while I stepped outside for two minutes to consult with an administrator.</p><p>I came back and he had a list of everyone who needed to be suspended.</p><p><strong><em>Edit: </em></strong>no, his name was not Dwight, for everyone asking. Also, holy crow 5k upvotes and more in the comments, surprised this resonated with so many people. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1a6m3?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank">becauseiamtheDM</a></p>
So Fast. So Stupid.<p>My friend put a cold air intake in his '95 Honda Civic.</p><p>Some guy was trying to pass him on the freeway and my buddy was like, "let's show these guys what real power looks like," then he floored it. The car gently accelerated to maybe 75mph before we overtook the other car, but my friend acted like he just won the Indy 500. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1howz?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank"> J-Dizzle42</a><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/J-Dizzle42/" target="_blank"></a></p>
Objection Mom.<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yMjgzOTI0Mi9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTY0MTEwNzI5NH0.z6P3icQYA7m8ORm-sHM9jRol8wXBnSsBA1U7YcIH6xQ/img.gif?width=980" id="fcc53" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="56d8c1bb64a9dfe9e1177cfe25fafe2e" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="245" data-height="250" />Giphy<p>My mum took my dad to court. The court agreed with her on the littlest thing and now she let the power of that go to her head and thinks she is going to win every court order.</p><p>She has lost at least 2. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1moto?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank"> ChrisJamesCostello</a><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/ChrisJamesCostello/" target="_blank"></a></p>
Mind your business Karen!<p>At my company of 80 people we have an "HR assistant" that is inexplicably in charge of the receptionist. She does nothing but make the receptionists life miserable, and has for the previous 4/4 receptionists.</p><p>She'll reprimand them for: their clothes, posture, smiling too much, not enough, arrangement of workspace, cleanliness of workspace, keeping water at the desk, keeping food at the desk, using the bathroom too much, etc. It's like she saves all her anger in her whole life and takes it out on the only person who is obligated to listen to her. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1kx0c?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank">gertgertgertgertgert</a></p>
Senior Moments.<p>I work on a team of programmers.</p><p>One of the guys is terrible, and screws up all his projects. But for some reason he's never been fired, and he's been with the company forever.</p><p>Somehow, he got it into his head that he had "seniority". So whenever the boss would be out of town for a day, or call in sick, he'd immediately start walking around asking people what they're working on and assigning them tasks, as if he were the manager.</p>
This is how I do things.<p>Mom had a house-cleaner that came every 2 weeks for about 3-4 hours each visit.</p><p>The cleaner would rearrange Mom's things, including items in her "curio cabinet," kitchen cabinets/counters, and other personal areas (like her jewelry box, figurines, and hygiene items in the bathroom).</p><p>When Mom asked her to please stop doing that, the cleaning lady said: "This is how I do things. If you don't like it, find someone else!" <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1tsr7?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank">Back2Bach</a></p>
Discord.<p>Moderator of a discord <em>channel....</em></p><p>Not the whole server, just one particular channel with a couple dozen people, out of a server with nearly 10k users.</p>
Genghis freaking Khan.....<img lazy-loadable="true" data-runner-src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yMjgzOTI0My9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTY2Mzc4MDY1N30.S7Wc84VDq9S3Pn6lXEXkKfsFpNaR2jmMH6XnK5vNDRo/img.gif?width=980" id="ef4cc" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="3aab7941986ffc0af01abaf57ef97365" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" data-width="480" data-height="201" />Giphy<p>You'd think the guy driving the miniature car that writes tickets for meter violations in my town was Genghis freaking Khan. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj17mfe?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank">jwfowler2</a></p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj17mfe?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank"></a>I was once parked in a loading zone in front of the restaurant I worked in <span style="background-color: initial;">loading</span> a catering order in my car. I was told that wasn't allowed? When asked what a loading zone is for if not loading, he could not give an answer. <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/faz5fq/whats_the_least_amount_of_power_youve_seen_go_to/fj1p38k?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x" target="_blank">latka_gravas_</a></p>
Objects can hold a lot of power over a person's memory.
That little plastic ring can remind you of a day at the arcade with your family. Or a whistle can remind you of your great-grandmother and her emigration to the United States.
There's an endless list of reasons why an object can be sentimental.
A Glimpse Into A Life<p>When I was in Arizona two years ago I bought a metal spider sculpture off of an old man outside a dingy side of the road wild west travelers stop. As a receipt he gave me a wallet size printed picture of him sitting proudly atop a horse, with a big white cowboy hat and he signed the back and wrote the dollar amount. I still have his picture in my wallet today</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f42ny17/" target="_blank">flubbererotica</a></p>
Good Ole Hal<p>A small marble turtle I named Harold In December of 2015 my family went to the Bahamas where I got Harold for $2 and I immediately put him in my pocket, a few days later I had forgotten he was there, but I was like nah can't take him out now he's already been there for 3 days. Flash forward to now and I still keep him in my pocket always, almost getting to 4 years. If he's not in my pocket I have get really anxious and worried about him, even though he's inanimate</p><p><span></span><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f42jz7p/" target="_blank">MeatloafSnipe</a></p>
A Lock Beyond Death<p>I have a key on my key chain that isn't mine. When my sister was in hospice we went to clean out her house and found that key on the end table next to her couch, so we figured it was important. It didn't fit any of the doors or anything we could find in her house. When we asked her what it went to, she was too far gone on pain meds to answer. She died in 2008 but I've still got that key, just in case I ever run into a lock that it fits.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f42pod1/" target="_blank">TWFM</a></p>
Optimus Operations<p>I don't carry it with me every day, but I'm a server in a restaurant. One time a kid left this little tiny optimus prime figure on the table. I went to bus the table and saw the little figure. Threw it in my apron and it's been there <em>almost</em> ever since. That was about two years ago.</p><p>The almost is kind of awesome, too. One time at work I pulled a check out of my apron and optimus stealthily took flight. I didn't notice til the end of the shift. Freaking out, I searched the whole entire restaurant. Never found him. Saga over.... until a few weeks later. My co worker heard me talking about it. I come by on a day off for a drink and he brings me the drink and tells me to follow him. Sitting on top of our bulletin board high on the top right corner: MY OPTIMUS PRIME!!! I'm elated and thank him profusely. I come to find out someone on the shift I lost him found it. They didn't keep it or throw it away, they placed him in a pen cup. Someone saw it and moved it to the expo window... etc. for a few weeks people kept moving it and I never saw it!! Until my awesome co worker heard me talking about it and reunited me with my tiny useless talisman. You a real one, Cam.</p><p><span></span><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f4266mv/" target="_blank">doesnt_reallymatter</a></p>
The Most Helpful BunBun<p>A stuffed bunny.</p><p>Was suggested to me by my therapist to help with my anxiety. The idea is that when I feel anxious I can talk to the bunny, I can pet the bunny, I can squeeze or throw it or whatever. It gives me a safe way to deal with my feelings.</p><p>Luckily, my mental health has greatly improved over the last year, so I don't find that I <em>need</em> it anymore. But I still carry it around.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f41qhwg/" target="_blank">delightfullydemented</a></p>
My First Independent Foray<p>The key to the home I grew up in. I was so proud when they gave me a key to the house in 7th grade so I could let myself in whenever I needed to.</p><p>They changed the locks years ago, so this key is now completely useless, but I can't bring myself to take that key off of my key ring. I will always carry it to remind myself of my family.</p><p><span></span><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f41rlb7/" target="_blank">ThatGuyFromOhio</a></p>
The Goodest Snail<p>A plastic snail that I found in my school parking lot. His name is Aaron, and Aaron lives in my bassoon case. He has played with me all over the country, I set him on my stand during concerts. He's very well behaved, and never interrupts the concert.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f426vi8/" target="_blank">TheOtherOboe</a></p>
Noodles<p>Hair bands. I'm a guy with short hair, so they are absolutely useless to me.</p><p>However, after watching my little sister, my mother, and past girlfriends slurp up their own hair with their ramen.... that is never happening in my presence again.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f42j1uk/" target="_blank">macandoodle</a></p>
Good With My Hands<p>An all purpose tool. It is not particularly good at anything it does. Has a hammer on it that splits into a wirecutters/pliers. Compared to a leatherman, not super helpful to have on hand. It fails as a hammer, as a pliers, as a cutter. Even the knife/screwdriver attachments etc that pull out are so bulky that using any of them isn't great compared to say a swiss army knife.</p><p>I carry a letherman on hand too.</p><p>But... it was a gift from daughter/grandson who find me 'handy,' because I fix stuff for them, so I always have it on me as a memento. As a memento, not useless. Always makes me think of the Red Green show, "If they don't find you handsome, they can at least find you handy."</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f41m2ys/" target="_blank">Let_you_down</a></p>
Cooooooiiiiin Coooooooooiiiiiiin<p>I joined the Navy ten years ago and we were all told about the tradition of challenge coins and why you carry them. Basically, you carry a coin and in the event of a night at the bar, getting a bad tasking, etc. you can pull out your coin and whoever doesn't have one/has the lowest rank one gets dumped on (has to do the task, pays the tab whatever). Well, 10 years in I have never actually pulled my coin, nor has anyone else ever pulled coins on me. So, I carry a heavy as heck Secretary of Defense coin in my wallet, looking for all the world like a dumb 15 year old with a condom in my wallet (because it is a round protrusion in the leather) for no damn reason. But I also am terrified of the day I do get challenged and don't have it and have to pay a $300 bar tab.</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/dj65o9/what_is_most_useless_item_you_carry_with_you_all/f41jkgp/" target="_blank">Karallys36</a></p>
Over at Quora the other day people were having a chat about the surprising strength of the human spirit. Fear is a given in life. It;s how we handle our fears and how we overcome is what matters. Often we surprise ourselves with the power that lies below. We are our own heroes... even just for one day. The question was asked....
Dad is Coming!<img lazy-loadable="true" src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yMDU1OTU5NC9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTY1NDg2MTE3M30.d6c9gBVd8AFjtgzxjlpBuKBGLKet90ImYFHZS-Nu4SM/img.gif?width=980" id="172b6" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="4d8fb24fccdcd7fbf56d4c5c72c06649" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" />Giphy<p>I'm going anonymous on this heart-wrenching story as it has legal implications, still in process.</p><p>This is written against the backdrop of a very messy divorce wherein my deranged wife was trying every below-the-belt dirty trick to try and get what she wanted - $12 000 per month for herself so she could live like a princess without working - in essence to fuel her life she chose which was basically a non-stop erotic cabaret.</p><p>Up until our split, we lived in a beautiful house, 2 full-time servants, luxury cars - I did all the work AND looked after my two most exceptionally beautiful, smart and sensitive boys, aged 3 and 5 years respectively. She contributed nothing, except sleep, have coffee meetings, party, and as I suspected was messing around with anything that moved - as in dead policeman and rolls of barbed wire weren't safe!</p>
Better Luck Next Time.<p>Long story ahead!!! Be careful…</p><p>Manager of my 1st company is in jail now, as police took strict action on my F.I.R.</p><p>It's very long ago, That was the beginning of my career. I joined a very small company after passing out from college.</p><p>That was a small organization which had hardly 24-25 employees (including 1 team leader and 1 HR)</p><p>The boss or the owner was not good overall in nature, (I heard a few stories from female colleagues about sexual harassment)</p><p>Everything was going fine till the day when I needed 2 days off from office for a personal reason.</p><p>I approached my team leader to follow the hierarchy. But he said boss(owner of the company) had strictly warned both the team leaders not to allow anyone to grant leave without his permission.</p>
Everyday.<p>Okay... Certainly there are people out there who have faced harder life than me and much more brave than me... But nonetheless, this is my story..<br><br>I dated him for more than two years and were totally in love with each other..at least I thought so. Then one day he told me that he is getting engaged to some other girl and we broke up. Details of the break up are not so necessary here but it's impact on me is the point.<br><br>I had suicidal thoughts on my mind for two months after the breakup. I lost 7kgs of weight in 3months. I stopped taking care of myself. <strong>I saw him every day. </strong>We worked together every day in same team. He seemed unaffected and was preparing well for his engagement with good diet plan sitting right beside me. I wanted to quit my job or at least switch to another one. I became a loner and went inside my shell. Watching him chat with his fiancee was killing me. And among all this he got engaged. He came to office with sweets. And yeah.. All this while he didn't forget to give me a sympathy dose from time to time. There was still 4 months time between his engagement and marriage... And this is what I decided to to:</p>
Why do you Worry?<p>Most frightening moment of my life, was a narrow escape. It was 9 years back from now. The city where my college was not a very safe one to roam around at nights, one of the infamous cities in western Uttar Pradesh.</p><p>At this particular day, my friend, who lived in the same city but another college, came to my place. We had fun, did crazy stuff, ran and laughed out loud on roads, ate street-food, went to watch the Bollywood movie <a href="http://www.taarezameenpar.com/" target="_blank">Tare Zameen Par</a> and felt awesome. It was one of those awesome days when your cheeks hurt because you laughed too much. We were back at my hostel by evening.</p>
The Teacher.<img lazy-loadable="true" src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yMDU1OTY2MS9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTY1NzU0NzQwM30.dNIrU9Wqy-1XVtOHfkH5BdoIqVwKj30ABr7cUICHpxo/img.gif?width=980" id="01594" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="51e6bb1f74bca8a885d6a49a6b0dba7a" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" />Giphy<p>I was in 11th and in a new school. After 12 years of being in a convent school, it was difficult for me to adjust to this new school where people abused, made out in every isolated place they could find in the school premises, smoked in washrooms among others. Unfortunately I happened to date someone from the same school at that time (someone I could never think of dating today). For obvious reasons we had broken up when things started to get screwed up for me. And yes, it was my first love so I was heartbroken ( or believed in the illusion of a heartbreak). Now that I have explained the background details, I'll pen down what happened after that. </p>
The Bundle.<p>This incident happened in July 2009 when I was returning home from work at 11 pm (yeah.. IT company).. It had become my routine working 13 hours a day in my company. I used to board the 1040 guindy to egmore (chennai, india) train and reach egmore at 11pm and wait for bus number 20 series to go to my home in ayanavaram. While i was waiting that day, there was a lady sitting on the bus stand with some cloth bundle beside her (couldn't see what was inside it). She was completely lost in thoughts and i was minding my own business thinking what to do with my life (i was 21.5 yrs old). Later, couple of street dogs came and started sniffing the cloth bundle and to my surprise the baby inside the cloth bundle starts crying (one of the dogs must have licked/touched the baby). I was immediately horrified and went near the woman who is still indifferent to what was happening around her and saw the baby inside the cloth bundle and the dogs beside it. I drove away the dogs and started asking questions to tat woman</p>
CAT.<p>In 2007, I was like really curious and excited to Clear CAT and get into IIMs (Top MBA college in India). But I failed, I got like 99 percentile but missed the cut off in verbal (Got around 90 percentile).<br><br>Again, I wrote CAT in 2008 with much better preparations. This time I got 95++ Percentile in each of sections with 99++ Overall but analyzing cut-offs , I figured I missed cut off by a mark each in different sections of each college. This really pissed me off and I decided not to bother to get into IIM again. But I was feeling totally dejected. So to prove a point , that it wont be IIM who reject me but other way round. I wrote CAT again in 2009. This time I got 99.88 percentile with 99+ percentile in each section. Had calls from IIMA , IIMC , IIMK and IIMI. But as I had already decided , I proved my point and did not attend interview for any of institute. I was feeling really good about me , that I proved a point that I wanted to prove.</p>
Stay With Him.<p>On 8th July, a Tuesday morning, I was going to saloon, seen this poor thing beside a road side tea stall. He was drenched totally in last night rain. His body matted with dirt. First I thought he was dead. Felt little sad and left, walked two steps, turned to look at him, still don't know why, for one more time and noticed his chest is moving and he was still breathing. Got excited and touched him. He opened eyes and began to growl (he was in terrible pain). Caught him and took him to our hostel parking. He was afraid and trying to escape. But he couldn't. Something ran over him. His spine and hind legs were useless. All night he drenched in rain. He was tired and possibly hungry. Bought some milk and tried to feed him. But he was still growling and dragging his body away from me.</p>
Brave Vacation.<img lazy-loadable="true" src="https://assets.rebelmouse.io/eyJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiIsInR5cCI6IkpXVCJ9.eyJpbWFnZSI6Imh0dHBzOi8vYXNzZXRzLnJibC5tcy8yMDU1OTcyMC9vcmlnaW4uZ2lmIiwiZXhwaXJlc19hdCI6MTYzMTU1MzAyOH0.k790mapAolqqPpnumoPzMJoD7B3MHpyk6kRxSlCq-eY/img.gif?width=980" id="875ae" class="rm-shortcode" data-rm-shortcode-id="5cda58db3e6375776dab9d72ff8199b1" data-rm-shortcode-name="rebelmouse-image" />Giphy<p>I was home for my semester vacations. Complete family gathered under one roof of our native. It was evening and elders of family were sitting together outside hall and were discussing something that looked so important. The discussion was on it's heat or I say peak when I went there searching for my mother. Staying there for sometime I got to know that the topic of discussion was kids of neighborhood.<br><br>The discussion was something like "These days kid, they have forgotten moral values, they don't respect their elders decision. They roam out for complete night with other stupid boys & girls and lie about that home. They don't attend their classes, they expense money on illegal things, and more like that..."<br><br>The temper of the discussion was taking place in such a scene that at first someone else will get a thought either they don't have children or their children are total serene or role model staying all time in front of their eyes.</p>
The things that make people feel powerful can vary widely, but we've all had that moment where we feel that surge of power. For some of us, the power goes to our heads. Others are capable of using it for good (or for awesome).
Love is a beautiful thing. it is a core gift of life. To be able to find that one in a million person to spend this life and eternity with is something we all dream about. One of the worst feelings in the world involving love is not having the love you feel reciprocated. And hey... we've all been there. Thank God for vodka and good friends.... and Adele.