Long story short, I walked out, convinced half the part-time staff to leave with me and got my manageress sacked, all in one afternoon.
Most epic way you've quit a job?
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Nothing epic, when I was about 17 I just walked out of the job I was in at the time and set fire to their work uniform for good measure.
My Boyfriend, in his old job, crashed one of their work vans and then walked out. They never did anything about it.
My Boyfriend, in his old job, crashed one of their work vans and then walked out. They never did anything about it.
Big post, but backstory is all-important!
I was going through a seriously bad patch. I was getting paid 5k too little, and when one of the two supervisors in our department left, I thought it was my chance to move up a step. I'd done fucking well with that company. I'd streamlined the entire billing process, was dealing with call records from two carriers daily, making the monthly billing run faster and I'd made considerable savings by changing to e-mailing only for customers who wanted to use software to analyze their own call records. I even went over and above my job description by visiting customers to help them out with our software.
Anyway, the job I wanted was given to a girl from another department, even though she didn't know it as well as me and tended to rub everyone up the wrong way! We also got a new boss who was an arrogant twat with no idea what was important at any given time, even asking me to put a hold on my 1.2 million pound billing run just to work on a fucking spreadsheet.
When I refused, he got the arse and made a few comments. I got wound up, told him to fuck himself and then walked out. I felt tottally pissed off with the whole thing by this point.
My line manager (one step down from the new boss) called me at home asking me if I'd please come back. I did, but I never spoke to twat upstairs! I handed my notice in a few days later when it turned out that I was last in line for my yearly appraisal and they wouldn't be giving me the pay rise that my line manager wanted for me as they'd spent their entire budget!
Two days before my notice period was up, someone drove into my car in the car park and said nothing. I e-mailed the entire company, directors included, asking which **** did it. In reality, I knew who did it as the green Ka next to me had left its paint on my car!.
The next day, my second to last day, I got into work, only to be greeted by a shitty e-mail from the girl who hit my car (strangely she'd gotten a lift in that day!), telling me she didn't like being accused.
I e-mailed the entire company, including directors, and told them all to get fucked.
The IT guys loved it. I recently saw one of them and she said it was the stuff of legends. The place was pretty shellshocked!!
I was going through a seriously bad patch. I was getting paid 5k too little, and when one of the two supervisors in our department left, I thought it was my chance to move up a step. I'd done fucking well with that company. I'd streamlined the entire billing process, was dealing with call records from two carriers daily, making the monthly billing run faster and I'd made considerable savings by changing to e-mailing only for customers who wanted to use software to analyze their own call records. I even went over and above my job description by visiting customers to help them out with our software.
Anyway, the job I wanted was given to a girl from another department, even though she didn't know it as well as me and tended to rub everyone up the wrong way! We also got a new boss who was an arrogant twat with no idea what was important at any given time, even asking me to put a hold on my 1.2 million pound billing run just to work on a fucking spreadsheet.
When I refused, he got the arse and made a few comments. I got wound up, told him to fuck himself and then walked out. I felt tottally pissed off with the whole thing by this point.
My line manager (one step down from the new boss) called me at home asking me if I'd please come back. I did, but I never spoke to twat upstairs! I handed my notice in a few days later when it turned out that I was last in line for my yearly appraisal and they wouldn't be giving me the pay rise that my line manager wanted for me as they'd spent their entire budget!
Two days before my notice period was up, someone drove into my car in the car park and said nothing. I e-mailed the entire company, directors included, asking which **** did it. In reality, I knew who did it as the green Ka next to me had left its paint on my car!.
The next day, my second to last day, I got into work, only to be greeted by a shitty e-mail from the girl who hit my car (strangely she'd gotten a lift in that day!), telling me she didn't like being accused.
I e-mailed the entire company, including directors, and told them all to get fucked.
The IT guys loved it. I recently saw one of them and she said it was the stuff of legends. The place was pretty shellshocked!!
I've never had any exceptional quitting experiences per se, but I did quit a six-figure job from Halliburton in 2010 without another job lined up in the hopes of finding something I liked better. That was pretty exciting. 0:
Unfortunately I keep references so I cant be a complete and total ass when I leave a job. So the closest I've come to "epically quitting" is turning in my two week notice in three days befor i left, and thats more just cause it was a sudden job position that was much better.
I worked a generally easy and pleasant job for about 4 months. The only downside was the incompetent and arrogant ***** of a store manager. She'd talk down to you then act like the victim when you responded, actually using the phrase "Don't talk to me like that", she was completely blind to her own attitude. She only had the job because she was shacking up with the son of the area manager, himself a manager at another store and a pompous dick in his own right. One night I had car trouble on the way to the job so I called them up and told them I wouldn't be coming in. Next thing I know the boyfriend is not-so-subtly threatening my job. I got my car back home, got a lift up to the place from somebody else, had it out with the guy there and then and then left. This was a Saturday. Two days later I get a call from the ***** actually asking my why I hadn't show up for two days. I took great pleasure in informing her of what had happened on the Saturday and telling her just what I thought of her. She was crying at the end. It was glorious.
I personally don't have any such awesome stories but I have to give the nostalgia critic mad props.
I haven't quit a job before, but I can imagine the best way to do it would be to give your two-weeks notice in a PINK envelope! HA!
Worked for four days at a sales job, saw what sort of horrendous organisation I was working for, walked into the boss' office at noon on day four, told him I wasn't going to work for the sort of place he was running, collected my bag and walked out without saying another word.
Since I'm currently working in the TV industry, no I have never had that experience. I think the whole huge quitting thing is a Hollywood fantasy, mostly because no one in Hollywood can do that. The industry is small, you never know who's actually going to move up and when you're going to be out of work and need people in your corner. Maybe retail's different, but in the rest of the industries where I've worked, burning a bridge doesn't just mean you have trouble getting a job in that place again, but in any place in the same industry. Two minutes of catharsis just doesn't match up with a permanent problem getting jobs.
I was so sorely tempted to stick two fingers up at the company when I left a couple of weeks ago. My boss and colleagues were pretty awesome but the job and company got worse and worse until I literally made myself ill just thinking about going in. I'd had four good years but the last six months were horrendous, stuck managing in a different store with no help or support when the regular boss there left the store an absolute shit tip then I was blamed for it being a shit tip even though I only worked there two days a week and left it perfect on Thursday only to get back to it the next Wednesday with all my work undone, and the new regional manager left something to be desired. I thought about scrawling a huge, truthful yet hard-hitting message in permanent marker on the large white wall in the stairwell, but chickened out and handed my polite notice in like a good little employee then left two weeks later.
I'd have loved to do something like those Borders employees did when they closed down, but considering they'll be providing a reference for my next job I didn't want to burn my bridges. Too early, anyway.
I'd have loved to do something like those Borders employees did when they closed down, but considering they'll be providing a reference for my next job I didn't want to burn my bridges. Too early, anyway.
Couldn't really say I epicly quit anything, I did have a great big ol' run around circle-jerk that happened with my first job.
It was the sterotypical 'first job' horror experience, numerous bad bosses, good coworkers who agree with gripes but not much else, horrid work environment, and long unforgiving work with an almost non-existant accomplishing feeling. I won't say the name, but it does rhyme with "Carriott" (ba-dum-tsh), and when I was 'let go' no one told me. I was removed from the hours, and being my first job I was just like 'sweet time off!' Like a stooge, I kept calling in week after week for my schedule, and nothing. After a month I went in to physically chat with the boss of the boss, she said I had been let go and the previous boss had to tell me. Unfortunetly, he was fired before he could tell me so FAT CHANCE he would actually fulfill his final duties. So I asked for my work info, my vacation pay to be cashed out, sighed, and left.
It was kind of neat that I had vacation pay, but it still sucked. It was funny filling out the unemployment for that job as well, under 'reason for dismissal' one option I chose was 'Position Eliminated' which sounds more like they walked into work and shot me in the head or something.
It was the sterotypical 'first job' horror experience, numerous bad bosses, good coworkers who agree with gripes but not much else, horrid work environment, and long unforgiving work with an almost non-existant accomplishing feeling. I won't say the name, but it does rhyme with "Carriott" (ba-dum-tsh), and when I was 'let go' no one told me. I was removed from the hours, and being my first job I was just like 'sweet time off!' Like a stooge, I kept calling in week after week for my schedule, and nothing. After a month I went in to physically chat with the boss of the boss, she said I had been let go and the previous boss had to tell me. Unfortunetly, he was fired before he could tell me so FAT CHANCE he would actually fulfill his final duties. So I asked for my work info, my vacation pay to be cashed out, sighed, and left.
It was kind of neat that I had vacation pay, but it still sucked. It was funny filling out the unemployment for that job as well, under 'reason for dismissal' one option I chose was 'Position Eliminated' which sounds more like they walked into work and shot me in the head or something.
I left without notice, egged his house, put flour and oil on his car, took all the meat from the freezer and let it defrost, punctured holes in it and left it to be disgusting and convinced half the staff to quit with me.
I worked at Pizza Hut.
My boss under paid me to the tune of $1200.
I worked at Pizza Hut.
My boss under paid me to the tune of $1200.