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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Shitty McJob
I was working in McDonalds when I was 19, just to pay a few bills, when things were a bit tough.
Anyway, I had dinner at the hostel one night, and felt like shit the next morning. By the time I'd got into work, I'd already puked once. I kept having to run off due to sickness.
I asked them if I could go home early on the grounds that I was sick, and they said no*. So I stayed on til about 4 when I said I HAVE to go home by law, and I felt too ill to work. After a cocky 18 year old manager finally let me go, I went to puke before I signed out. When I signed out, she kicked off, shouting at the person in the office to saying I wasn't getting paid for that three minutes.
With a smarmy look on her face, she said 'see you Wednesday'.
I walked up to her, face an inch from hers, looked her in the eye and said 'Will you fuck'.
I know for a fact that I fucked them over royally.
*Bet that double cheeseburger sounds really appetising now, ey?
( , Fri 23 May 2008, 10:53, Reply)
I was working in McDonalds when I was 19, just to pay a few bills, when things were a bit tough.
Anyway, I had dinner at the hostel one night, and felt like shit the next morning. By the time I'd got into work, I'd already puked once. I kept having to run off due to sickness.
I asked them if I could go home early on the grounds that I was sick, and they said no*. So I stayed on til about 4 when I said I HAVE to go home by law, and I felt too ill to work. After a cocky 18 year old manager finally let me go, I went to puke before I signed out. When I signed out, she kicked off, shouting at the person in the office to saying I wasn't getting paid for that three minutes.
With a smarmy look on her face, she said 'see you Wednesday'.
I walked up to her, face an inch from hers, looked her in the eye and said 'Will you fuck'.
I know for a fact that I fucked them over royally.
*Bet that double cheeseburger sounds really appetising now, ey?
( , Fri 23 May 2008, 10:53, Reply)
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