I Quit!
Scaryduck writes, "I celebrated my last day on my paper round by giving everybody next door's paper, and the house at the end 16 copies of the Maidenhead Advertiser. And I kept the delivery bag. That certainly showed 'em."
What have you flounced out of? Did it have the impact you intended? What made you quit in the first place?
( , Thu 22 May 2008, 12:15)
Scaryduck writes, "I celebrated my last day on my paper round by giving everybody next door's paper, and the house at the end 16 copies of the Maidenhead Advertiser. And I kept the delivery bag. That certainly showed 'em."
What have you flounced out of? Did it have the impact you intended? What made you quit in the first place?
( , Thu 22 May 2008, 12:15)
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Cleaning job
Ok, not exactly funny as such this one, but very, very satisfying!
Basically I was in a shit position financially, I was still living with my parents and really had no money at all, so I got a job with a cleaning firm contracted out to clean a department store. The work was mind numbingly boring, if you haven't worked an 8 hour shift as a cleaner then I can't possibly express how shit it was, and if you have then you know roughly what I'm talking about. To make matters worse I was underpaid, the staff at the department store for the most part refused to talk to the cleaners and saw us as dirt, and we regularly had our bags searched in case we stole stuff.
Couple this with the fact that our boss was the biggest tosser imaginable - and I'm not talking about my immediate boss, who was alright, but the guy in charge of the local area. Seriously he was a polished turd. Back in the days when a wap phone was a new thing he bought one, and would use it to look at porn in his office while we worked. It was common knowledge that he used to fudge the overtime and pocket the difference.
Anyway, I get a job working at a local school with Special educational needs children, a rewarding and challenging prospect, but there is a catch - I have to be available to start in 5 days, which meant that I would have to start on the Monday. This was Wednesday, and the length of time I had been working meant that a weeks notice was all I needed, so I called Tony (not his real name, by the way) and asked if I could have a day off on Monday instead of Saturday - I had of course already cleared this with the person I was switching shifts with. He asked why and I told him. He started complaining and moaning so I just took a deep breath and said "Tony? Shut up. You're an absolute C---, everybody here thinks you're a C--- and you're fooling no-one if you think for an instant we don't know about you scamming us on our overtime"
Then I hung up and walked out. Fucking glorious. Strangely enough I did actually get paid for the full week, so either it was a clerical error he was too lazy to correct or he really was scamming us out of overtime money. Either way it didn't stop me lodging a complaint against him to his managers
( , Thu 22 May 2008, 19:05, 1 reply)
Ok, not exactly funny as such this one, but very, very satisfying!
Basically I was in a shit position financially, I was still living with my parents and really had no money at all, so I got a job with a cleaning firm contracted out to clean a department store. The work was mind numbingly boring, if you haven't worked an 8 hour shift as a cleaner then I can't possibly express how shit it was, and if you have then you know roughly what I'm talking about. To make matters worse I was underpaid, the staff at the department store for the most part refused to talk to the cleaners and saw us as dirt, and we regularly had our bags searched in case we stole stuff.
Couple this with the fact that our boss was the biggest tosser imaginable - and I'm not talking about my immediate boss, who was alright, but the guy in charge of the local area. Seriously he was a polished turd. Back in the days when a wap phone was a new thing he bought one, and would use it to look at porn in his office while we worked. It was common knowledge that he used to fudge the overtime and pocket the difference.
Anyway, I get a job working at a local school with Special educational needs children, a rewarding and challenging prospect, but there is a catch - I have to be available to start in 5 days, which meant that I would have to start on the Monday. This was Wednesday, and the length of time I had been working meant that a weeks notice was all I needed, so I called Tony (not his real name, by the way) and asked if I could have a day off on Monday instead of Saturday - I had of course already cleared this with the person I was switching shifts with. He asked why and I told him. He started complaining and moaning so I just took a deep breath and said "Tony? Shut up. You're an absolute C---, everybody here thinks you're a C--- and you're fooling no-one if you think for an instant we don't know about you scamming us on our overtime"
Then I hung up and walked out. Fucking glorious. Strangely enough I did actually get paid for the full week, so either it was a clerical error he was too lazy to correct or he really was scamming us out of overtime money. Either way it didn't stop me lodging a complaint against him to his managers
( , Thu 22 May 2008, 19:05, 1 reply)
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love it, I seriously salute anyone who goes out in style. Your a useless fat cunt tony hahaha. love it
( , Thu 22 May 2008, 19:52, closed)
love it, I seriously salute anyone who goes out in style. Your a useless fat cunt tony hahaha. love it
( , Thu 22 May 2008, 19:52, closed)
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