Sacked
I've never been sacked (yet)... One company I worked for made everyone redundant on Valentine's Day. The boss handed out little envelopes. We all thought he'd bought us cards and were really touched.
...but I've never been sacked. What have you done that led to your dismissal? Are you still bitter, or was it a fair cop?
( , Thu 23 Feb 2006, 13:23)
I've never been sacked (yet)... One company I worked for made everyone redundant on Valentine's Day. The boss handed out little envelopes. We all thought he'd bought us cards and were really touched.
...but I've never been sacked. What have you done that led to your dismissal? Are you still bitter, or was it a fair cop?
( , Thu 23 Feb 2006, 13:23)
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Oh the look on his face
I used to work for a company in a shit job destroying vinyl so that we could send it back as a return as damaged, if it didn't sell well. Oh the joy of destroying Danni Minogue 12"s, putting them on the radiator to warp them, tearing the sleeves and running needles across the grooves to scratch them. The company was run by a short arse cunt, (napoleon complex methinks). Anyway the job became irritating, for various reasons and I became angry and this came to a head.
Napoleon calls me into the office and told me that "if you don't like the job, I could get someone else in tomorrow to do it".
Me fuming said "do it!".
I then proceed to vent my spleen, and tell him like it is. After calming down and making it clear I was out of there, he said "So how much notice can you give?".
"Well you can get someone in tomorrow, so I'll go now!".
Oh the look, the "I'm a stupid big mouthed cunt and just painted myself into a corner" and you know it look.
Priceless!
He then backs down and said "Well that puts me is a bad situation".
Me shoots, me scores, result!!
I gave him two weeks and took very good advantage. Nuff said. Doing VERY well, Fuck him hahahah
( , Thu 23 Feb 2006, 22:24, Reply)
I used to work for a company in a shit job destroying vinyl so that we could send it back as a return as damaged, if it didn't sell well. Oh the joy of destroying Danni Minogue 12"s, putting them on the radiator to warp them, tearing the sleeves and running needles across the grooves to scratch them. The company was run by a short arse cunt, (napoleon complex methinks). Anyway the job became irritating, for various reasons and I became angry and this came to a head.
Napoleon calls me into the office and told me that "if you don't like the job, I could get someone else in tomorrow to do it".
Me fuming said "do it!".
I then proceed to vent my spleen, and tell him like it is. After calming down and making it clear I was out of there, he said "So how much notice can you give?".
"Well you can get someone in tomorrow, so I'll go now!".
Oh the look, the "I'm a stupid big mouthed cunt and just painted myself into a corner" and you know it look.
Priceless!
He then backs down and said "Well that puts me is a bad situation".
Me shoots, me scores, result!!
I gave him two weeks and took very good advantage. Nuff said. Doing VERY well, Fuck him hahahah
( , Thu 23 Feb 2006, 22:24, Reply)
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