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2012-02-26 07:58:17 AM  
I've never did a super quit but I did take a permanent lunch at one place I worked. Went to lunch
and just kept walking to my car and went home. Had a new job in the same field 2 days later.
In my past I have walked out of a couple of an interviews midstream.
One place I worked fired me from one location (while out on a medical leave) and tried to get me to work at another
for less pay and a 30 mile drive to work. I should have turned them into the state for that one the only reason I did not
was because they promised to and continued to pay my health and dental for 90 days after they fired me.
 
2012-02-26 07:58:23 AM  
There is a really high correlation between bad spelling and shiatty jobs in this thread.
 
2012-02-26 08:00:07 AM  

albert71292: Wal-Mart. Was there nearly 3 years. Came down with the flu, called the absent phone number every day I was out. Returned a week later (advice from the doctor), even turned in my doctor's note... yet they FIRED me! They said if I was going to be out over three days, I should have filled out a "leave of absence" form...WTF?? Even IF I had known that, they would want me to walk into the store with the flu to get the form to fill out??

My only "bonus" is that I've refused to EVER set foot in one of their stores again!

My mother still goes there. She said her cashier one day was blowing her nose at the register. Mom asked her if she was sick, she told mom yes, but she was afraid to take time off, afraid she'd lose her job.

Also, when I worked there, and mom has noticed several times since I was let go, there are "memorials" to dead employees at the entrances on a regular basis. They force employees with life threatening conditions to work without time off! No wonder employees there are dropping like flies!


Now and again, they get a tidy insurance payout whenever one of their employees dies, too. So it's really win-win for them. Google 'Dead Peasants Insurance' sometime.
 
2012-02-26 08:01:53 AM  
I was a service writer/billing clerk for a car dealership owned by a Jewish family with a reputation for being underhanded and shady. The Service Manger come up to me one day and said to start billing more for service that wasn't performed. I protested and he told me to owner as he (the SM) didn't wanna hear my shiat.

I knew we were already screwing our customers and thought about it over lunch, deciding that I just wasn't going to go along, rather I was going to quit as a plan began to formulate in my mind.

After lunch I dashed over to the grocery store, picked up a package of pork chops and some bacon. I got back in my car, opened the packages of offending pork up and dumped them into the grocery bag. When I got back to the shop I marched into the owners office who had customers sitting at his desk and dumped the pork on his desk and said "fark you you stealin lyin bastard," turned, looked at the customers who were about to sign the paperwork on a car purchase and said "you're farkin nuts if you buy a car here," and walked out.

As I pulled out the lot the couple that were in the owner's office were walking out with determination, spotted me and waved, the woman mouthing the words "thank you."

So, does that qualify as a super-quit?
 
2012-02-26 08:02:20 AM  
Small web design company in the late 90's with a 25 year old CEO. I was brought in to be the 'adult' and clean up their projects, which were all on the path to to failure. Eventually got fired after I called the CEO and CFO 'clueless cocksuckers'.
 
2012-02-26 08:03:17 AM  
Worst job: Removing asbestos. You had to build a containment area around the area you were cleaning. Put high powered blowers to pull air into the containment so that it was under negative pressure (the air was forced out through filtered vents). The containment walls and ceilings were made from 2 layers of 3 mil clear plastic. Also we had to build a "changing room" complete with a shower that we had to go through and that we had to send all of the heavy plastic bags that had asbestos in them through. Also, we could only wear rubber boots and these thin paper suits as well as these heavy rubber respirators that filtered the asbestos from the air. The job sucked in the winter when we had an outside containment but that was nothing to working under a boiler unit of a coal fired electrical plant (we had to wear ice gel vests that would melt in 20 minutes). And one summer somebody got the bright idea to build one of these containment units on top of a building so we could remove asbestos from a vent system. We found out that the inside of the containment was 140 degrees. They finally pulled us out of there.

Super Quit: Yeah, Had a job driving a forklift. The place was a safety hazard and I left at lunch and never came back after seeing a 2 ton roll of paper toweling material fall off a stack 3 high. Had anyone been under it, even on a forklift...
 
2012-02-26 08:06:29 AM  
While putting my way through college I worked in a crappy chicken place called "Morrisons." Make a long story short? The complete chicken suit I had to wear in the shopping mall was heavy and very hot......

I didn't Superquit.... I was Superfired when I made a threatening gesture to a 12 year old who punched me in the crotch for fun........
 
2012-02-26 08:06:56 AM  
Working as the guy in the rat suit a chuck-e-cheese when i was a kid in florida, there were 2 of us one would make the rounds and go outside in the damn heat for 30min, while the other stood in the walk in freezer cooling down(in suit), then the other would go out. No super quits, just walked off a couple lame-arse jobs as a kid.
 
2012-02-26 08:11:21 AM  

Coelacanth: The Palazzo here in Las Vegas was the very worst casino I've ever worked at. Disorganized, dysfunctional, and mean-spirited beyond belief. I'm currently looking for a non-casino job because of that experience.



Interesting. I used to work at the Venetian in the shipping/receiving warehouse roughly a decade ago when they were just getting the Palazzo constructed. All around nice people back then, the only sucky employees that I remember were the dealers. Snide little bastards, the lot of them. Not sure why as I have worked at a couple other casinos and never have met such a pack of condescending pricks like that again. The cocktail waitresses were always nice to talk to and nice to look at though!

Worst job I've ever had was working for Logitech tech support. Logitech was awesome in that they gave you 50% off any of their merchandise, but the managers they had for the call center were slave drivers. We were paid peanuts and had our hours shifted so that we would work 10 hours one day and then be off the next so that no one was ever paid overtime. Needless to say I left that gig pretty quick, but no shenanigans. Two weeks notice and all that.
 
2012-02-26 08:12:34 AM  
CNA. I had 20 total care patients by myself at night in a deathcare home while taking EMT-IV right after high school.

Tried the best I could to keep everyone turned, comfortable, and clean. 18, nieve, and idealistic is no way to go through life.

I pulled a ragequit after I had reported a CNA to the Night LPN for abuse (I watched her physically slap an elderly woman with alzheimers, and then refuse to clean her that night.) , they tried to say that I left a patient dirty all night. Despite the fact their policy was to take photographs of the proof of this and send it to the state as an "abuse/neglect" report, they had no proof I had done this, and I didn't even have that patient that night in question.

I told them to go fark themselves, walked into the DON's office, and loudly announced the shenanigans the other CNAs were engaged in, including not reporting witnessed abuse, having sex and using drugs on shift, and then left.

Never looked back, and to this day I have a very negative view of nursing homes and the people who are employed in them.
 
2012-02-26 08:13:11 AM  

Cyclometh: Worked IT at a local financial institution, after a career in pure software dev shops. It was a nightmare. I have never seen a more toxic, political environment. Backstabbing, nest-feathering, tiny little fiefdoms and a lot of truly vile people. The few decent people couldn't compensate.

I lined up another job, waited until the day before I would start and left my keys in an envelope on my boss' desk right after pressing send on the very polite resignation letter and turning off the computer.

I haven't spoken to anyone there since and I'm much happier where I am now.


I work for that company, I may have used you to gain status.
 
2012-02-26 08:15:50 AM  
Led a walkout once. 5 months with 3 days off(yes weekends too!), 10-12 hour days at a tech company. Best part was they would wait until Friday @ 6PM to tell us we had to work that weekend...EVERY WEEK for 3 and a half months. Office Space came out while I was working and I swear if I had had the time off to see it I would have quit that day.

Even after I led the walkout the company that bought my first employer hired me back. Things were great until they sidelined my good boss & replaced him with a Stalinesque mustachioed fascist. He had some serious inferiority issues, yelled at people for no reason and would write people up for "insubordination". This is in the farking video game industry. I was the top performer in my department, so I never took his shiat. When he threatened me with a bad review, I asked him to step outside. The whole time I worked under him, when people would ask "How's it going" or How are you?" Id say "I'm grossly mismanaged, how 'bout you?". Quit a few months after he took over, since they were gunning for me anyhow.

Went home after I quit, and my wife laid into me about it. Fight fight fight scream scream, up arguing til 2AM. Went back to work to clean out my desk, she came to help. Ten seconds after she met my boss she goes "I'm not mad at you for quitting anymore."

They fought my unemployment, but I went before the judge and won. Deliberately burned them for the whole eligibility period and turned down work. Cobra too. Also testified at a friend's unemployment hearing against them when they canned him. Still, i could have turned the bastards in to the SEC for accounting shenanigans, I just am too much of a softy.

/miss the team though
//and the job
///sorta, since I make way more now
 
2012-02-26 08:20:09 AM  

Marysue: Super quit?

What are you, twelve?

No wonder you're f*cking unemployable at a real job.


Wow, aint you just a total snatch this morning.
 
2012-02-26 08:22:51 AM  
The nastiest job I ever had was when I was in the Navy and was temporarily assigned to the slop room. In Orlando, back when the base was there, they sold all the left over food from the galleys to a local pig farmer. Not just the left overs from cooking, but also all the food people left from eating there. So, they'd wheel back these huge garbage cans of nasty, partially eaten food and we'd have to check for "foreign objects", i.e. make sure we don't send the pigs their slop with a broken glass or a tray in there.

Routinely other people working with me would puke at having to pull stuff out of the garbage. Sometimes if there was too much stuff or if a glass broke and we weren't sure we had all the shards, we'd have to dump it, which meant hauling a 400lb full trash can to the compactor.

Now, I wouldn't call that the worst job. I had several others in the Navy where it was just dull. And to me the worst job is one that you don't really need to do, so boring, so full of nothing that I'd rather just be at home. This one was gross and disgusting, but it could be fun, like when you talked some n00b into diving into the trash can to retrieve something.
 
2012-02-26 08:26:29 AM  
My husband once worked, right out of high school, as a computer programmer for some guy in the basement of his house in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of other young guys. Guy got arrested for killing his girlfriend and burying her body in a shallow grave. Obviously, that job was gone.

Got a call from a company who asked him if he wanted to move 1500 miles to work on the code his old boss wrote. Being dumb and young, husband took the job. Got there and found out he had to be in regular contact with murderer ex-boss. Quit soon after moving.
 
2012-02-26 08:26:36 AM  
Er... only "super fired"

My position was eliminated after a certain manager convinced management that he could do both our jobs.

Unfortunately, no one knew the code to the petty cash safe changed every month to a set pattern that I made up.

I knew what the code would be every month.

They only asked me "what's the code to the safe?" I told them the code, and went home.

There were other codes, passwords, and an e-mail address they didn't ask me for/about.
 
2012-02-26 08:27:15 AM  
WhackingDay: The nastiest job I ever had was when I was in the Navy and was temporarily assigned to the slop room. In Orlando, back when the base was there, they sold all the left over food from the galleys to a local pig farmer. Not just the left overs from cooking, but also all the food people left from eating there. So, they'd wheel back these huge garbage cans of nasty, partially eaten food and we'd have to check for "foreign objects", i.e. make sure we don't send the pigs their slop with a broken glass or a tray in there.

Routinely other people working with me would puke at having to pull stuff out of the garbage. Sometimes if there was too much stuff or if a glass broke and we weren't sure we had all the shards, we'd have to dump it, which meant hauling a 400lb full trash can to the compactor.

Now, I wouldn't call that the worst job. I had several others in the Navy where it was just dull. And to me the worst job is one that you don't really need to do, so boring, so full of nothing that I'd rather just be at home. This one was gross and disgusting, but it could be fun, like when you talked some n00b into diving into the trash can to retrieve something.


You know, with all the crap that military cooks have to put up with (Grandfather was a Chief, told me stories.), I can imagine how they'd be seething buckets of rage incarnate.

It's no wonder that so many of them get the medal of honor for balls-out insanity.
 
2012-02-26 08:27:21 AM  
Erk, make that e-mail account.
 
2012-02-26 08:28:04 AM  
I have had a wide variety of jobs that were craptacular, so I will say my first one had a wide array of bizarre leaders. I was a bagger. There was the guy on the floor, kind of a head bagger, who would end all of his sentences with a long "hhmmmmmm." As in, "can you go get some more bags for me, hmmmmmmm?" The hum was very quiet. When he got agitated, though, the hum would get louder and almost sounded like a growl. He dated this really fat chick at the front desk and they would argue all the time.

Another manager, the next-to-head honcho, would always start his sentences with "Could you do me a favor please?" His voice was ridiculously deep, and we always enjoyed doing our impersonations: "Could you do me a favor please? Could you stand still while I jerked you off?"

The third in line manager was a pretty hot lesbian, though, which was nice, though.
 
2012-02-26 08:28:11 AM  
My "super quit" story:

I worked for CompuServe for three years during college. I mainly did tech support for business customers, but did some training as well. When the company was bought by AOL, everyone in our department figured it was only a matter of time before we were all canned.

For nine weeks, I continued to collect a paycheck, but stopped working. Being a trainer, I had in-depth knowledge of how the phone monitoring system worked. I would clock in, and rig my phone so no supervisors could monitor me. Then, I'd put my phone on mute so incoming callers wouldn't hear anything, and would spend the day playing video games. While this was going on, I signed up for a bunch of overtime.
 
2012-02-26 08:28:37 AM  
Worst menial labor: moving company


Worst desk job: installment loans collector for a national bank. Yes, I sent the people that took your car, and no, you can't have it back unless you get your payments current and pay for the repo.

No superquits, but I did go all Norma Rae at that bank job, short of the actual union stuff. I was young and without commitments and obligations and someone really needed to tell some people what farktards they were being. Turned out they were trying to make the banks' numbers all pretty for a merger, which happened with predictable results after I had already left.
 
2012-02-26 08:29:28 AM  
Worst Job - I had a summer job as a 'lathe operative' in a factory.
Dirty, Very noisy, oily work with razor sharp swarf all over the place. each operation took 20 seconds. repeat ad nauseum for 8 hours a day.

later, I had a job as a cashier in a petrol station...... it has given me a lifelong aversion to working at anything which involves 'interacting with members of the public'..... i hate the public, those guys are coonts.

never really threw a paddy about quitting a job....... once or twice i just never went back.

/work in an office now....... got my own desk and everything
//yep, my own desk, life sure is sweet
 
2012-02-26 08:31:12 AM  
I got my very first paycheck when I was 13 or 14. I had gone on vacation with my folks and we were visiting some of their friends. I went for a long walk and ended up in a industrial area. Some guy yelled out and asked if I wanted to make some money - things were more innocent in those days. So I helped them unload a railcar of iron plumbing fittings in burlap bags. Must have dragged 1000 bags off the railcar through the warehouse. But for about 3 hours work he paid me $30, a fortune then.

In high school, I worked one summer driving a tractor around a field doing summer fallow then doing the hay bale thing someone already mentioned. Decent money but hard work and boring. But the farmer's daughter? Hot and willing. The next summer I started a tree planting project with the forestry service for $1.25 an hour. After one week we were moved about 100 miles north of our site and spent the next 8 weeks fighting forest fires. Got a raise to $1.50 for that.

These experiences just taught me the need for a education in order to get a job that wouldn't suck the life out of me or leave me crippled at 40.
 
2012-02-26 08:31:59 AM  
Worst job? When I was in high school, I got set up with a telemarketing job at a funeral home selling plots. They would give us lists of people that had just died or were dying and would make us press them about purchasing a plot. A lot of them would be sobbing into the phone and I went home feeling lower than dogshiat. I lasted 2 days.

Super quit? I was the only cook at a sports bar. I got a call from a friend about driving to Seattle from Houston to score some high grade heroin. Put down the spatulla and jumped over the back fence to meet him immediately. Never even got my last check from them.

/ I've been drug free a long time since then.
 
2012-02-26 08:37:54 AM  

TheMaskedArmadillo: Consultant for a retailer based in Bentonville, Arkansas. First, the fervor displayed by the employees of this firm was almost cultish (there was this farking somg they would sing every morning), and the employee base had very little self-esteem. Second, they would argue with me about the sun rising in the east every morning, and when I would prove it to them they would argue with me about the direct being east.

/Didn't get my contract renewed
//was happy about it!



Reminds me of BEST KOREA. I don't think I could handle any of that crap.
 
2012-02-26 08:39:40 AM  

Marysue: I Said: Marysue

Paris Hilton is rich. Tesla died poor. Just sayin.

Guess which one you remind me of.


If you have something to say, why not get involved in the conversation instead of sitting back making smug one-line comments?
 
2012-02-26 08:48:39 AM  
Shiattiest Job: harvesting watermelons in south Georgia in July. (Visit there sometime in July and you'll instantly understand.)

I've never "super-quit" any job. That's the stupidest thing anyone could ever do. Do it as a teenager and you get labeled a moron. Do it as an adult, and you get labeled unemployable.
 
2012-02-26 08:48:52 AM  
Spent a spell as a radio shack manager 7 years ago. After a horrible holiday season of 70 + hour weeks I Went into the dm's office to turn in my notice during an assistant managers meeting in the conference room next door. Made sure to speak loud enough to make sure none of them would look forward to being promoted
 
2012-02-26 08:52:07 AM  
I worked for several years as an EKG tech. For about fourteen months, I worked literally every single day because they had nobody else. I used to get up at 4AM and race to the hospital to attach slimy EKG leads to half-senile morbidly obese octegenarians. And you know where those stickers go, right? I've handled more tits than Hugh Hefner, only problem was those tits lost their perkiness during the Johnson administration, and were well past their sell-by date. Even worse, many of our larger females apparently keep emergency stores of food under those things. Nothing like sliding your (gloved) hand under a 350lb woman's breast and sweeping out last week's dinner. Usually rice or corn (sometimes bits of meat), still moist and warm as the day it was served.
 
2012-02-26 08:52:46 AM  

Sidetrack: .


The sailing trip sounds straight up awesome, congrats on your success.
 
2012-02-26 08:57:03 AM  

tortamus: I worked for several years as an EKG tech. For about fourteen months, I worked literally every single day because they had nobody else. I used to get up at 4AM and race to the hospital to attach slimy EKG leads to half-senile morbidly obese octegenarians. And you know where those stickers go, right? I've handled more tits than Hugh Hefner, only problem was those tits lost their perkiness during the Johnson administration, and were well past their sell-by date. Even worse, many of our larger females apparently keep emergency stores of food under those things. Nothing like sliding your (gloved) hand under a 350lb woman's breast and sweeping out last week's dinner. Usually rice or corn (sometimes bits of meat), still moist and warm as the day it was served.


Shutter. I know of what you speak. Be glad you didn't have cause to work a little farther "down south" on these people.
 
2012-02-26 08:58:09 AM  
Waiting tables. The money and the hours were great but the customers were terrible. On my second to last day a fat old fark came out of the booth at me and started screaming because I didn't bring him a spoon. I can't tell you how many times I got screamed at for the dumbest shiat. It's just food people.
 
2012-02-26 08:59:27 AM  
Super quit....
Worked at a large company in Vancouver. Had an sociopath for a manager. Very high turn over rate as a result of her behavior. 17 people out of 21 quit or were fired within a year. When it was my time to be harassed, threatened etc., I played it cool and smart. I kept hundreds of emails, notes, comments to others and myself, got a lawyer and waited.
One day she accused me of stealing $60 from petty cash in front of several other employees. (As part of my job, I regularly dealt with hundreds of thousands of dollars and could have embezzled tons without anyone knowing....). I told her to go fark herself.
She fired me on the spot...and threatened to hit me.

A copy of all my "evidence" was forwarded by my lawyer to head office along with affidavits from my coworkers.

3 days later I was handed a check for $10 000 and she was out of a job.
 
2012-02-26 08:59:38 AM  
I tendered my resignation well ahead of time, but the feeling of quitting a job I hated and had worked for several years...the day I walked out of there for the last time was probably top 5 days of my life.
 
2012-02-26 09:01:42 AM  

Sbdolan: radio shack


I forgot that I worked there for a while. It sucked. They tried to suck me into management. I'm glad I politely declined.
I tried selling 'meat plans' for about 2 days. When I called some guy who said 'I have to go!!!!1 A tree just fell on my car!!11!' and hung up I figured the job wasn't a good match so I went home.
Some days I hate my current job but hey, it's a job.
 
2012-02-26 09:03:43 AM  
When I was working for IBM doing tech support for the forest service, I accidentally got a better job, requested an emergency vacation (They owed me a month), called them 2 weeks later letting them know I could still work part time, if they needed me, but I would not be back full time. They declined my offer so I took half the good talent on the account with me to the new job over the next 6 months, they all came over.

/Still doing that better job, am off in half an hour. (I just made 10 bucks reading this thread, took me 20 minutes.)
 
2012-02-26 09:03:49 AM  

dopeydwarf: Interesting. I used to work at the Venetian in the shipping/receiving warehouse roughly a decade ago when they were just getting the Palazzo constructed. All around nice people back then, the only sucky employees that I remember were the dealers. Snide little bastards, the lot of them. Not sure why as I have worked at a couple other casinos and never have met such a pack of condescending pricks like that again. The cocktail waitresses were always nice to talk to and nice to look at though!


It changed a lot, dude. The people hired for the Palazzo have been treated like redheaded stepchildren since before the place was opened. I've opened up the MGM Grand, the Monte Carlo, and the Bellagio. Those three openings went as smooth as silk. The Palazzo opening was like midwifing a breech birth with one hand tied behind your back.

I worked in the PAD department and we probably had more illegal aliens working there than anywhere else on the Strip, and they really hated anybody who wasn't illegal like themselves. It got so bad that most of our non-Hispanic workers went over to Wynn's Encore when it opened. I should've gone too, but the economy was just tanking and I thought I was playing it safe.

I agree with you 100% about the dealers. During the big crunch a couple of years ago, the casino was so broke that it could barely feed us once a day. But the dealers insisted that they should be allowed to have as many meals as they wanted every shift. So it wasn't unusual for us PAD guys who had been doing manual labor to go to lunch and find out that the dealers had eaten everything.

Cocktail servers kind of differ from property to property, but they did have nice ones at the Palazzo.
 
2012-02-26 09:05:17 AM  

WhackingDay: The nastiest job I ever had was when I was in the Navy and was temporarily assigned to the slop room. In Orlando, back when the base was there, they sold all the left over food from the galleys to a local pig farmer. Not just the left overs from cooking, but also all the food people left from eating there. So, they'd wheel back these huge garbage cans of nasty, partially eaten food and we'd have to check for "foreign objects", i.e. make sure we don't send the pigs their slop with a broken glass or a tray in there.

Routinely other people working with me would puke at having to pull stuff out of the garbage. Sometimes if there was too much stuff or if a glass broke and we weren't sure we had all the shards, we'd have to dump it, which meant hauling a 400lb full trash can to the compactor.

Now, I wouldn't call that the worst job. I had several others in the Navy where it was just dull. And to me the worst job is one that you don't really need to do, so boring, so full of nothing that I'd rather just be at home. This one was gross and disgusting, but it could be fun, like when you talked some n00b into diving into the trash can to retrieve something.


Whoa! I was born on that base. Of course, back then Winter Park was just a wide spot in the road and it was an Air Force base.

/CS (Old) B
 
2012-02-26 09:06:41 AM  
You all have me beat. My weirdest job was getting paid $3.35 per hour to catch horseflies when they landed on cows in Stillwater, OK. Would hang out in pastures, put dry ice around to attract said horseflies, and catch them in little plastic cups once they landed on the cows. Believe it or not I actually liked it because of my two coworkers were fun to be with. Or cow-orkers..
 
2012-02-26 09:09:20 AM  

assjuice: There is a really high correlation between bad spelling and shiatty jobs in this thread.


I noticed that too.
 
2012-02-26 09:09:27 AM  
I had a terrible job working at a callcentre in Holland where we phoned England to do surveys about the new Honda Jazz they had bought. I hated every minute of it. The best part is, I had at the time (and still have, of course) two Master's Degrees in Physics and Atmospheric Science. Even with that, I was having trouble finding a job here so my parents-in-law forced me to get this job. So, to all you people that think (like I did) that having two Master's Degrees (that aren't useless, mind you) will get you out of doing horrible work, it's not true from my perspective, and let me tell you, putting all that work into my education (with its subsequent debt) so I could get out of doing horrible jobs for the rest of my life has been one giant disappointment.
 
2012-02-26 09:10:01 AM  

pisceandreamer: Working for a total sociopath at a non-profit.


I spent 15 years in non-profit fundraising. One of the reasons I'm no longer a leftist is all of the frickin' lunatics and sadists I met while doing that. Anyone have any theories about why NPOs and NGOs attract the "I'm only doing this until I learn how to commit unsolvable murders" crowd?
 
2012-02-26 09:10:01 AM  
Threads like this make me love my union.
 
2012-02-26 09:12:03 AM  
Super Quit: First job I worked was as a dairy stocker at the local Kroger store. Boss was a dick. One morning, I was unloading a pallet from the dairy truck. It was a particularly busy morning as we had more product coming in than usual. I dragged the pallet out on to the sales floor, because there was no more room in the coolers. As i'm pulling the heaping mound of yogurt, cheese, and juices through the double doors to the sales floor, something catches, and the entire pallet (roughly 5 feet high) just seems to melt in front of my face. boxes were strewn everywhere. It was just me that morning, and I walked out the front door and never looked back.

Pretty sure that the pallet was sitting there for the entirety of the afternoon, until the evening shift came in.

/Now dispatching aircraft.
//much happier overall
 
2012-02-26 09:12:51 AM  
Really love this thread, read every single comment.

Never quit, but shiattiest job by far was the one I had the longest. Worked in admissions at a hospital, a hospital that ironically is constantly advertised as being so caring and such a great place to work (the commercials still make me stabby and it's been 14 years).
Anyway, I was 26 years old, 8 1/2 months pregnant and my husband at the time came home from work and had a massive heart attack. He was shocked back to life, but after the doctors let him know he would be having an angioplasty the next day, I went down to ask my supervisor if I could have the next day off.
She said "absolutely not! you work here! You can go check on him during your break".
If not for me being the one that had the health insurance I would have quit, There must have been 50 other similar incidents that happened like that. Not to mention our department head was this uneducated hillbillly hick of a woman that walked around saying things like "No it aint!" in a super loud voice while chomping on her gum. I cringed of embarrassment every time she spoke to patients.

They also implemented these quality committees where random employees were picked to meet up once a month and work on solutions to imaginary problems. Good business for jacking up health care costs to pay for loss of production hours for the employees picked I'm sure, but what a waste. Anyway, the first meeting I went to was a review of what we were there for (nothing) what we were going to do (work on imaginary shiat, seriously - like "what would our weaknesses be during natural disasters) and what was expected of us (ass-kissing). They stressed that nothing that happened during the meetings would be reported to our supervisors or used outside of that room, under any circumstances.
One lady I absolutely could not stand, and who happened to be best friends with hillbilly hick, was in this group with me. The very first meeting I was chosen to do nothing but take notes of the meetings. I spent 8 weeks showing up to write down everything that was said and not participate at all (perfectly fine with me).
My next review comes up and my manager says she has to call hillbilly hick into my review because hillbilly had told her she wanted to say something. At the time yearly raises were either 5, 9, or 15%, based on your review. Pretty much no one got 15. I was told I was at a 9... until hillbilly came in.
She said that she had been told I was 'argumentative and defensive" in our little meetings so I would be getting a 5. When I said that was impossible because I never spoke in those meetings - ever, that my only role was taking the minutes of the meetings, she threw her hands up and said "aint no reason they would like about it!" while chomping on her gum and walked out. So I got a 5. For something that was supposed to be confidential from our own departments.

I could really go on all day with these stories. Sorry it's so long!
 
2012-02-26 09:14:50 AM  

Aulus: Three of them.

My first job was in fast food, in Florida, at a chain called Royal Castle, a White Castle wannabe.

The first manager got promoted to district manager two weeks after I started. The assistant manager got promoted to manager. Two weeks later, he came in at 2 AM, cleaned out the register, broke into the former manager's garage and stole three tires and a battery and fled town.

Next came a 50-something guy who was a drunk and lived in the motel across the highway. He pissed off everybody and half the staff quit. There was a gas burner next to the grill where we could gook eggs, as there was a 24 hour breakfast menu. For the life of me, I never got the hang of doing eggs over easy w/o breaking the yokes. He would stand over me, just ragging on me until I got it right, and right in front of customers. One took him to task over it, told him, "Hey, just leave the boy alone. He's doing the best he can, I'll take the eggs as is." then manager told him to shut up, saying I'd never learn it unless under pressure.

I normally worked 3-11 PM, but one Friday night, he told me I had to keep working until 7 AM. By myself. I was 17 and that was illegal, but he didn't care. I was fine until 2 AM when the bars closed and I was swamped with drunks. Come 7 AM, the manager came in, hungover and started yelling at me as the place was not spotless. He finally let me go home at 7:30 but told me to be back at 3. I did. He was sitting with the state manager, a nice guy. I told the both of them I was quitting and detailed the reasons why. the state manager was so shocked he forgot he was holding a lit cigarette and it burned a hole in his pants. I later heard the manager got fired when he was caught stealing twenties from the register.

Second one. I was working at a Pizza Hut in Mason City, IA just after I left grad school when my dad died and I was looking for a teaching job. The manager was a dick. He came in while sick one night, insisting her "had to be there" and prom ...


At what point do you think it may be you who has the problem after so many stories?
 
2012-02-26 09:15:51 AM  
**"aint no reason they would lie about it!"

Really hate not being able to edit here, typos bug me.
 
2012-02-26 09:20:06 AM  
I've had two jobs where I worked for one day each.

Golf caddy at a local coont-ry Club: Douchebag doctor yelled at me constantly for doing things just the way he wanted. I think he gave me a quarter tip at the end of 18. Didn't bother going back and considered leaving him on the back nine to carry his own shiat.

Trapshoot scorekeeper (guy who makes the clay pigeon fly when DB says "pull"). Spent 6 hours in blistering heat having every sort of upper class cockstain, including kids my own age, yell obscenities at me for not pushing the button fast/slow enough or scoring a miss when they actually did miss. Yelled at by people with guns. Finally got my break, walked the car and left.

What I learned about upper income folks in those two jobs more or less jibes with what I've learned about them in the following 30 years.

/YMMV
 
2012-02-26 09:20:36 AM  
I was #2 in a design-build construction firm and ran all the design operations. The recession was coming on, and I knew I'd get screwed out of unemployment anyway because I was watching the firm screw my staff whom they had forced me to lay off. I told our new owners in a huge blow up exactly what I thought of them and their shiatty business. I had already packed my shiat and taken it home from my office, so there was no concern about leaving anything behind. I told what remained of my department to meet me for drinks afterwards, which they did.

Last I heard, the owner is down to just himself and one other guy, from our max of 55 people.
 
2012-02-26 09:21:50 AM  

Pattuq: Marysue: I Said: Marysue

Paris Hilton is rich. Tesla died poor. Just sayin.

Guess which one you remind me of.

If you have something to say, why not get involved in the conversation instead of sitting back making smug one-line comments?


That's her M.O. She's a real charmer.
 
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