The Best Job You Ever Got Fired From

[manicmonday]

Or Quit?

 

Don't look at me like that, you all know there's a job in your past that was a good thing you either left or were asked to leave.

 

Mine was editor of a paper when I was 16. I was supposed to check for typos and all that good shit. Well, I had just seen "Good Morning Vietnam" and decided I wanted to be like him. So, I passed along an editorial that was "Not what this paper likes to make popular. Fired on the spot. I laughed the whole way home. But I learned something for the future.

 

Share your story about being fired. It's not always a bad thing.

[builder]

I actually tried to get sacked from an unpaid postition that I held for a sporting group that I was a member of. I was registrar, score-keeper, publicity officer.

 

My weekly commentary was often written after a weeked fishing trip, blind drunk. Rather than getting me brickbats, the controversy created more interest in the sport, and when I finally handed over the reigns, the comp had gone from six teams to twelve.

 

I once wrote a rambling two-page story, that featured my drunken antics over a three-day soiree to another town. I was most surprised to see it posted in its unedited entirety.

[ImWithStupid]

I actually only got fired once and they hired me back about 2 weeks later. That job sucked anyway but I found out I was gonna be a dad and needed money to live up to my responsibility. That's the only reason I went back.

[RoyalOrleans]

My first job right out of the Corp, I worked for the local Wal-Mart. I've always had a strong sense of duty; whether its in a minial part time gig or the career path that I am headed. I have never, ever called in sick or shown up late without just cause, laid out for the hell of it, slacked off, or other such things. I'm a workhorse, always been and will always be one.

 

This job was an exception to my normal standards. As soon as I took the job, I realized that no one else cared for their job. So I decided to do as little as I could and still remain on the payroll, I was in college at the time and all my attention was on studies.

 

So I'd show up half an hour late, leave early without notice, slack off in the back, eat from the bakery and deli, and other such things. I was also into dating the little white trash cashiers up front; an easy lay and an excellent ego booster.

 

I was fired for failing a drug test, following an accident on the sales floor. Oh well... I was young and careless. Fun job.

[scout]

I was fired from the best job I ever had. Advanced Cellar worker. Fit me like a glove. Winery was bought out by bigger quantity over quality wine company. Things went from a kick ass quality crew to a "Wal-mart" crew and atmosphere. My problem was I bucked them when ever I got the chance. Won some battles but in the end I lost the war. They "found" a reason to fire me and another guy on the same mission, to get the quality back. In hind site I would have gone about things differently, chosen my battles better. Still miss that job.

[TheJenn88]

Hm. I've never really had any jobs that I've loved, but I had one of those, "you can't fire me, I quit!" type of situations where it's sorta unclear if I was fired, or I quit - sorta happened at the same time.

 

anyways, I was working in some sorta kitchen, and the manager decided to tell me that I'm her fucking dog, and that I should lick her ass if she tells me to, and that I'm here to serve her. Then she went on trying to hit her employees (me) with a wet towel and such, and told me that the reason I'm working in this place is because god hates me and I'm the lowliest scum on the earth, etc. (By the way, if that were true, why was she 40 and working there?)

 

Moving on, I got a tad upset (a few people here to know what I mean when I say "upset" - a tad is an understatement), and so, you could more or less say I quit. Well, I didn't say it, so much as I...showed it. And since it was a kitchen, this quitting involved the ..er.. throwing of various food related things (hey, she threw the ladel at me first!). then I purposely left through the front door in front of all the customers.

 

Buahaha. It was a very fun experience.

[eisanbt]

Have never quit or been fired form jobs, had to leave a few because i moved buut the funniest thing i saw was one time my manager, who is was a sweet 56 year old lady, had to fire an incompetient bitch and when she called her the bitch started getting pissy and then my manager fucking snapped! The loadest (all customers could hear) most vile insults you'd never imagine coming form such a sweet old lady.. I never looked at her the same way.

[Cogito Ergo Sum]

I was fired from the best job I ever had. Advanced Cellar worker. Fit me like a glove. Winery was bought out by bigger quantity over quality wine company. Things went from a kick ass quality crew to a "Wal-mart" crew and atmosphere. My problem was I bucked them when ever I got the chance. Won some battles but in the end I lost the war. They "found" a reason to fire me and another guy on the same mission, to get the quality back. In hind site I would have gone about things differently, chosen my battles better. Still miss that job.

 

The finest quality wines of Nebraska!?!

 

How ever have I survived without them...

[Cogito Ergo Sum]

I was 17. Working at McDonald's (didn't everybody work there once?). I was the Grill Team Leader, being groomed for Hamburger U! Worked days, nights, early am truck unloads, I was Mr. Fucking Do Anything For The Cause.

 

But...

 

There was this one cock sucking weasel Assistant Manager who looked like Major Frank Burns from M A S H and acted just like him. Well, he just kept fucking with me and fucking with me until the $3 /hr wasn't worth it anymore so I decided to quit - right in the middle of the lunch hour rush. I didn't originally plan on it, but when asswipe came back in my area for the n'th time yelling at my staff and me, that was it! I took off my grease stinking uniform, set it on the manager's desk, and walk out the door.

 

Later, around 3pm, I was feeling bad that I left my team and didn't finish the shift or say goodbye. Not my style really, even back then when I was so young.

 

I drove my car, the BRIGHT YELLOW 1976 Toyota Corolla SR5 Hatchback into the drive in lane, ordered a burger fries and drink, and was going to explain to my friend at the drive up window how sorry I was for bailing on them. I didn't feel bad about not working there anymore, but for the way I just left them hanging.

 

Anyway, got to the window, made my apologies to my friends, and Mr. Asshole was smirking at the counter. He got what he wanted; I had quit.

 

Drove 30 feet away and took a bite of my burger. Acckkk... In the burger was the most disgusting filth imaginable, slime from the fryers, stainless steel cleanser, and a few other things I didn't know. I immediately spit it out, yanked the parking brake, left the car right where it was, and went inside the building.

 

I was psychotic mad. My friends saw me and said "What's wrong?" and I noticed the weasel in the back, smirking and laughing. Everybody else looked confused and shocked when I told them about the burger (which was still in my car).

 

I lost it. I jumped over the counter, made a bee line to the back where the weasel was at the manager's desk, now trying to rapidly call 911.

 

I grabbed the phone, slammed it down on the base, and as fast as the eye could blink, I cold cocked the weasel full strength. He left the ground, flew back and crashed into some pickle barrels. He was out cold. My friends grabbed me and rushed me to the door and said "Leave Leave!!!" so I did.

 

Later, the Manager called my home and wanted to know what happened. I told him. I said I was expecting the police to come get me and take me away and he said that wasn't happening. Seems the weasel had called the police when he finally got up off the floor. The staff had already called the Manager. Both arrived at the same time. The weasel wanted to file a police report but the manager asked one critical question..."Where was the burger with all of the crud in it?"...I still had it.

 

Mr. Manager had been on the phone with the head office, and it seems that they were VERY distressed that I had in my possession a food product tainted with poisons and filth from one of their stores.

 

Net result, I was offered my job back with a raise, I said no. Then I was offered 1 months wages as severance. Nope. I knew I had their asses over a barrel HARD! I settled for 3 months severance and that same evening, within hours of the event, I surrendered the nasty burger over to the manager and corporate rep who handed me a check for 3 months pay, and walked out the door. I was in my car in the parking lot admiring my check and thinking about the events of the day, when I noticed in my rear view mirror, the weasel walking head down out to his car and then driving away. I knew he had just gotten sacked on the spot by the corporate rep.

 

It was then and there that I realized, life is good and quitting/being fired isn't that terrible a tragedy. Next stop...Taco Bell!

[phreakwars]

Hmm, I would have to say being an orderly in a nursing home... I left after turning 18 to work in a packing house..

 

Loved working round the old people... they were funny... Kinda sucked to see some of them die, but it gives you a reality in life that makes you a better person.

 

Plus a few of the nursing assistants were kinda hot too.

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[scout]

The finest quality wines of Nebraska!?!

 

How ever have I survived without them...

California ya twit.

[Tex]

Had a good job as a colour consultant once, 5 years, but lost it coz I put some colour around my boss' eye.

 

Company didn't buy my self-defence excuse, even though it was true...the fucker shoved me, and he was younger than me too (jumped up little prick).

 

Eventually they paid me off and I left. The place burned down a while after that.

 

Good job I wasn't there I suppose (and good job I had an alibi too!).

[Hamza123]

I was a Mullah in afghanistan but I got a note one day when I was feeling sick from my doctor and I was thrown here in Canada.

[Tex]

You didn't fall out of a plane to New York didja?

[Tex]

[Tex]

Peace out!

[ToriAllen]

I worked in a photo lab in Winn-Dixie when I got pregnant with my first child. I put in my two week notice, but quit before the two weeks was up.

 

When I first started working there I was a part time employee. The current manager and only other employee was an idiot. I would work one his days off with out any difficulties, but he always called me in on my days off. He was easily overwhelmed and very disorganized. He had only been there a month when I started and by week two I knew more about the job then he did. After a month of working there, and two weeks straight with no days off, I took the phone off the hook. His wife showed up at my door and told me to get dressed because he needed me to come in. I was so pissed, and I told him so. Shortly after that, he didn

[RoyalOrleans]

I worked in a photo lab in Winn-Dixie when I got pregnant with my first child. I put in my two week notice, but quit before the two weeks was up.

 

When I first started working there I was a part time employee. The current manager and only other employee was an idiot. I would work one his days off with out any difficulties, but he always called me in on my days off. He was easily overwhelmed and very disorganized. He had only been there a month when I started and by week two I knew more about the job then he did. After a month of working there, and two weeks straight with no days off, I took the phone off the hook. His wife showed up at my door and told me to get dressed because he needed me to come in. I was so pissed, and I told him so. Shortly after that, he didn