SackedI'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?
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chthonic, Thu 23 Feb 2006, 13:23)
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Been sacked a few times over the years#1 Working in an engineering company making extrusion dies. Was put in charge of the heat treat tank after 2 days of training (the dies had to be tempered at high heat in case anyone gave a shit. I didn't) Put a couple in the tank and went off for a spliff to try and kill the boredom. Forgot about the dies and instead of taking them out after 45 mins finally remembered to get my stoned ass back to the tank after three and a half hours. End result? £17000 of dies fucked and me walking out the door.
#2 Worked as a locksmith in one of the most soul crushing places imaginable. The boss was a demented little Hitler who thought nothing of giving his girlfriend a couple of hundred pounds worth of locks to take home for free, but went fucking mental when I made a spare key for my mate for a quid. Told him to "fuck off or you'll get locked in the basement and left there for the rats to shag" earned me a nice shiny P45 for gross misconduct.
#3 Ice cream factory. Temporary contract. Nicked my body weight in cornettos(strawberry and mint mmmmmmmmmmmm..) Little twat grassed everyone up for the ices, 18 people sacked in one go and one little twat kicked in the balls.
#4 The worst job I've ever had was making stone garden ornaments. The shed we worked in had no ventilation other than the door so the cement dust floating around was horrific, got in your eyes, nose everywhere. The boss was mental and that is no exaggeration, there was something seriously wrong with him. He'd make a point of coming into the workshop, looking around and if there was something there he didn't like the look of no matter what it was he'd destroy it. I saw him smash the statues, jump up and down on buckets, rip our radio off the wall and throw it across the room. Bastard fired me for putting my back out moving a six foot tall statue out of the corner, so I shopped him to health and safety for the conditions in the workshop. Plus I went round to his house a few weeks later and took a shit on the bonnet of his pride and joy Mercedes. Serves him right the fat cunt.
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