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Originally Posted by Impureclient
OK, I'll play for real. Wall of text but I don't feel like redoing all this after typing it out.
I Worked at Home Depot in the paint department. Out of nowhere three people died within months of each other in our paint department from some kind of cancer and even a couple more in Home Depots close by too. There may have been more but we never looked into it enough. I did talk to another former paint employee and she got something too years after but I lost contact with her for several years now. Several of us talked to lawyers when this all happened but that never went anywhere. All of the paint employees in our store wanted out of that department and were scared thinking it was something we were coming in contact with. They had some company come in and put air quality things pinned to our shirts to test what we may be coming in contact with. Well wouldn't you know it, everything was fine. Since I was paint dept. backup I was going into the office a lot getting paperwork. I just happened to walk into there at the perfect time and passed by the human resource managers office exactly at the moment he was on the phone with somebody important and the conversation sort of was about that Home Depot can't pay for us to get blood testing done as they would be admitting guilt for all the deaths if they really were at fault. Soon after all of us were in other departments or just went away "quickly"...fired, quit, just all gone. I was moved into lumber and although I had great reviews in the three years and was even a backup department person and damn good at and I was consistently coming up with ways to improve sales and many customers came to me specifically because I was able to match paint so well, I was late by a couple minutes after going to lumber so they said they had to let me go for that. Didn't care since I was already started a construction company and Home Depot was really getting in the way. So after moving into lumber the store had a new rule that you had to wear pants all of a sudden. I hated wearing pants so when that day came to let me go, I took off my pants, gave them to the department head and said I'll never wear pants again and walked out of there in my boxers. Another "little" thing that happened was when I was clearing out my locker I jokingly said I was coming back to get some people to a couple friends that were in the locker room and some bozo overheard that so I go home and shortly after several cops showed up saying I threatened I was coming back to shoot the place up. They said I wasn't allowed back in there any more and I waited a few years and now I go there all the time. Supposedly they even had security come to the Christmas party in case I came back. Pretty sure they were just making sure to discredit me enough since I was not dead yet and knew something sneaky went down that they were hiding.
The creepiest part about this whole thing was we used a brand of tint for the paint the entire time I was there and as soon as those people died and everybody freaked out, that manufacturer of tint was replaced with another. Not only that but it seems that all proof of that companies existence was just gone from the internet like they never existed. After thinking about this again, I think I will look into this further and maybe figure out what the deal with that tint company was.
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If you had said something about coming back in any of my plants I would have had the cops there in minutes. Even if you didn't mean it or wee joking it is a serious matter because people come back and start shooting! They weren't trying to discredit you they were taking the steps they morally and legally had to.
The paint would have had nothing to do with the deaths unless this was in 1952 or so and they had been working with it for decades. If there was even a remote chance it was related OSHA would have swarmed the place.
Really you quite because you had to wear pants? The horror.