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?
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chthonic, Thu 22 May 2008, 12:15)
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Please, no more pasties!Whilst I was still an Aeronautical Engineering student (what a fucking stupid choice of degree!) I made some extra money from working for the cafe branch of a certain well known chain of bakeries.
I had worked there for about 18 months and despite absolutely caning the overtime I was still a piss-poor student. So I decided to apply for a promotion to store supervisor (by this time I was already too aware that I was never going to be allowed to design aeroplanes for a living). To my surprise I was offered the position and started training almost immediately (on minimum wage I might add). Then, enter the new guy. Thick as two short planks, but with the looks of a Calvin Klein model. Naturally my manager (gay, but slightly self-conscious) takes a shine to him. Quite a shine it was too, as I discovered after returning from a few days off to find him in a supervisors shirt.
I never did ask what my manager meant by "better qualified", but suffice to say I left work early and found another job on the very same day (thankfully I have been promoted since then and am earning a not brilliant, but respectable-ish wage). When it came to working my last day I decided that I was owed something for all my trouble, so I filled my bag with frozen pasties and sandwiches (after purposefully making too many), hid the managers car keys in a fridge and pissed of early to go to the pub.
Those pasties kept me fed for at least two weeks, but now, nearly four years later, I still feel queasy when confronted with the smell of hot, flaky pastry. Maybe its karma, maybe its just healthy paranoia.
Whatever it was I am interested to see what I can get away with if I ever get fired from my current job as a projectionist. Sexy scenes spliced into kids movies anyone?
Disclaimer: For my colleagues whom I know read B3ta - I am of course kidding and would never do such a thing. For the rest of you - if you ever met our technical manager you would understand why!
(, Fri 23 May 2008, 14:26, 1 reply)
Beware the job of projectionistI've never known anyone to get out before a nervous breakdown.
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Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Fri 23 May 2008, 14:30,
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