I've quit a couple
And been fired once (well, I was working as a mushroom picker, was rubbish at it, and they simply didn't give me any more shifts). Both times I quit were from pubs.

1) The Rupert Brooke, Grantchester, Cambs. Landlords were dodgy (I was paid cash in hand, but they deducted the amount I should pay for NI and pocketed it), the chef a psycho, and when I asked for my weekend off because my mother was having a nervous breakdown, they refused. So I said "well, I'm off then" and drove back home.

2) A place in London that I'm not going to go into any more detail about. The bouncers were perverts (naturally) and we got sent to help out at other pubs in the same chain, where it turned out that they were low on staff because the locals kept attacking them and putting them in hospital. I also seduced a colleague and a regular, which made the landlord jealous as he didn't get anywhere with me, so he turned into (more of) a twat. I quit when I realised that my mental health was less than perfect, and that my job was a major contributor to that (details may be given some other time).
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Fri 23 May 2008, 12:13, 1 reply)

pervert pub owners
i worked in a bar in dundee when i was at art school - i was only 18 so it took me a few weeks to work out what the deal was. place was ran by a 40 something couple who were in an open relationship and were systematically working their way through the staff. i didnt want to let the leathery faced old harridan near my 'special place' so i got sacked

got a job the next evening in a nice friendly real ale boozer

YAY!
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Fri 23 May 2008, 16:54, closed)