Your "Screw You, I Quit!" Stories

[Dirty Apple]

We've all either heard about or had first hand experience with job ending "Last Straws." Moments when you've finaly had enough and you simply can't take it anymore. Deplorable working conditions, abusive employers, and plain old fashioned ambition driven back stabbing, all of these apply. What made you give the metaphorical/literal finger to your job?

The best/worst story that I've ever heard was actually from my mother. Working on the bookkeepping side of a hospitality business, she was filing away the bill of a regular customer when she noticed that they had forgotten to charge him for minor expense. Being somewhere in the area of a $1.50, she decided that he's return business was worth more than penny pinching and decided to let it go. When she submitted her report to her supervisor, he noticed the discrepancy and promptly told her send send a bill for the amount. Against her better judgment, the request of payment was sent and she continued on with her work. A few weeks later, she was called into a meeting with the general manager and her supervisor. Upon entering she was shown a 4 foot square piece of cardboard with 150 pennies superglued to its surface. The accompanying letter bluntly told them to enjoy the pennies because they'd never see another one from him again. The GM was livid, what was she thinking trying to collect this inconsequencial amount from such a consistent client? She looked to her supervisor with a clenched jaw and raised eyebrows and all he could do was look down at his shoes. He didn't say a word. Her resignation was submitted the next day.

 

[Leorex]

that was a good story.

i quit by yelling at my boss over the phone, not comming in on easter. i worked for a movie theater, they never treated us with any respect. so i showed them no respect when i left.

 

[Quadtrix]

I would have just payed the $1.50 out of my own pocket.

 

[high_castle]

When I got out of high school, I already had a job as the assistant manager of a 42-stall horse boarding/training facility in New England (before I went pro as a rider/trainer). I swear the boss was bipolar. He was great some days, helping out with the work, joking around with the grooms, etc. And on other days you couldn't do anything right. My responsibilities were supposed to be managing feeding/turn-out schedules, supervising the grooms, ordering feed, scheduling the vet/farrier appointments and assisting when they were there, etc. Manager stuff. I was scheduled to work 6 days a week, but I was consistently called in 7 because we had some flaky grooms since the best guys wouldn't work for our schizo boss. And since we had flaky grooms, I also ended up doing their jobs in addition to my own, in addition to riding my horse and my clients' horses in the evenings when my shifted ended. I basically lived at this job, was there from 5 AM to 9 PM every day. Every day.

So one day, having gone five weeks without a day off, I get a call from my sister. Her husband was having an affair. She was feeling depressed and suicidal; she needed me. She also lived a few hours away in the next state. I called my boss, left a message about the emergency, and drove to pick up my sister. Suicide runs in my family, so I don't take any threat lightly. When I'm halfway there, my boss calls me back, cursing and yelling at me for taking this trip. I hung up on him and switched my phone off. Then I picked up my sister and drove back to my house. After spending the day with her, I called my boss to see if I still had a job in the morning, he said yes.

I went out the following morning. I'd been training a new groom I'd been hoping to make the head groom since he was good at his job and hard-working. Our two flaky grooms didn't show up, so my boss, the trainee, and me had to pick up the slack. Throughout the day, I fielded a lot of muttered comments about my character, until around noon when I couldn't take it any more. We were all in a golf cart driving up to one of the barns. I slammed the brake and hopped out, said, "That's it, this is bullshit, I've been here longer than anyone else, work harder than anyone else, and I don't deserve this." Then I stalked over to my car.

My boss seemed to realize what he'd done. He ran after me begging apologies, offering raises. I finally took his offer, but the writing was on the wall for me. I got out of that place about a month later, after giving proper notice and securing a new job doing what I wanted to do in the first place: ride and train. But what a rotten experience. I was there for a year, took one day off in that whole time, and was basically undervalued and underappreciated.

 

[GeoPB]

I 'quit' my GCSE Food course because the teacher didn't teach me anything... FUCK THE SYSTEM!

 

[Iron Criterion]

I 'quit' my GCSE Food course because the teacher didn't teach me anything... FUCK THE SYSTEM!

Rebel

 

[AngloDoom]

Friend of mine has a mother, like most people do. This 'mother' was working in retail because she couldn't find another job at the time, having only just recently moved into the new area. The customers were just plain awful, the work was difficult due to so many people being incompetent and the only reason she did not quit was because she found the manager to be a charismatic chap who was helpful and very friendly; he felt as much a part of the team than many others.

Hell, he even once asked for a friendly office-blowjob, with the conditions that if she didn't she would be sacked.

Mother resigned very quickly, got into contact with other women who worked there, turned out a lot of other people had the same treatment but they weren't aware there were other people besides themselves who had that kind of...attention. Banded together and got him sacked.

Seriously though, using sex as bribery or blackmail in Lidl? What the ever-loving fuck?

 

[r4ndom]

I worked in a Hotel once, a place where the clients have ideas above their station (this included the hotel owner... a giant arsehole)

So on the day of the annual Jazz Festival (I know, right?) I was left in the lurch by the other workers, and had to set up tables and chairs for 250 people alone. Aiming to get the job done quickly and efficiently, I went and loaded the elevator with as many chairs as it could stomach (causing it to move at a terrifyingly slow pace) and made my way up from the basement. Just as i'd finished removing all the chairs and stacked them in the lobby for transporting outside, the owner, a Mr. Jenkins, decided that it was the perfect time to get in my face, and scream at me for making the place look untidy. I took the verbal bashing in silence, though I was absolutely seething that he'd target me after I was the only one of his staff that turned up that day. I left him walk away.

So i'd basically decided to quit the instant he gave me attitude, so I calmly walked into the cloakroom, grabbed my jacket, and went to the front desk. The manager (not the owner) looked at me and asked where I was going, so I responded by pulling his tie off and throwing it on the roof, before I went outside to find Jenkins talking to his favoured customers. It went thusly -

"Mr. Jenkins...?"
*The group looks around*
"Go fuck yourself. This place is a fucking disgrace. Enjoy setting up the chairs. Arsehole"

Also, i'd purloined a few bottles of beer to take as severance. But being a giant arsehole, the boss had decided to try and hold back my last pay packet, so I went around with a guy I know who pretended to be a lawyer and threatened action.

Within 5 minutes, i'd been cut a cheque for £100. I was only owed £40.

So yeah, I enjoyed that day. Thing is, I have another very similar story, except it was a Chinese restaurant, and I quit on New Year's Eve. (and that story involved a swearing chinese chef and me throwing a sack of potatoes!)

 

[0p3rati0n]

One time I was in a CoD clan. I got banned from one of their servers from my language. Eventually I could care less about my ban. I just became active in their forums. I made some good friends. But my friend and I were making a clan. We soon found Freewebs so we were able to put it up. The first day didn't go well. I told the clan that I made my own clan and to come check it out. But then they said I was advertising which is against the rules. They soon threaten me to be banned from the sight. So then I posted one last thread which was a good bye. Them I posted a song from Hello Dolly that can really describe a lot. So then I said in my mind. "F*** this bullshit! This clan is too F***ed up on their rules!!!! I'm out for good!!!!!!!!!" Now mainly what ever rules they had is almost the entire opposite of my site so I give my members more freedom.

god it was a hard day it was........ >_>

My boss seemed to realize what he'd done. He ran after me begging apologies, offering raises. I finally took his offer, but the writing was on the wall for me. I got out of that place about a month later, after giving proper notice and securing a new job doing what I wanted to do in the first place: ride and train. But what a rotten experience. I was there for a year, took one day off in that whole time, and was basically undervalued and underappreciated.

I hate it when people beg like that..... I find it immature. sounds like a rough experience for you. Also what happened to your sister? Is she better???

 

[johnman]

I 'quit' my GCSE Food course because the teacher didn't teach me anything... FUCK THE SYSTEM!

What do you expect, its a GCSE and its a food tech course. If they do a shit job you owe it to yourself to fill in those gaps.

I ahvent really had a fuck you moment yet, as i enjoy my job, but there may soon be one at cadets if I am not promoted soon. I have been there for four and a half years and currently hold the lowest rank in the system (lance corpral) despite me now being the most senior cadet in myt detachment. For 3 years I have always done any task given to me, no matter how shitty, well and without complaint. I only take days off when I really have too, and have the skills of a full sergent (not me bragging i have had to fullfill a sgts role on many occasion)
5 months ago now i was told i was being promoted and i have not heard anything since. My DC is the sort who takes any question personally, and is completely useless in every respect of the word.

 

[InsanityManifest]

I used to work at a convenient store. The boss was a total dick and the final straw was when I started working two jobs to make rent. He changed my schedule around for no reason, making it impossible for me to work the second job. He told me he didn't care that I had other obligations (even though I had given him my availability 2 months earlier). We argued for about 10 minutes until finally he said "I don't give a shit, you don't like it quit. It's this job or the other."

I unfortunately couldn't quit the convenient store job because it paid more, so I quit the second job. A week later I got word I was getting a little inheritance from my aunt who had recently passed away and it was enough to keep my rent for a year. The day I got the settlement (funny enough also payday) there was a huge shipment coming into the store (hurricane preperation sale). The boss said he desperately needed me to clock in and help with the truck (I used to unload trucks at a previous job and was damn good at getting it done without breaking half the product).

My response?

"I don't give a shit, I quit."

 

[Eatbrainz]

i remember when i first join an RP guild in World of Warcraft and i use the term "guild" VERY lightly because i think it was more of a bunch of mentalists pretending to be town guards but i stayed in because it was funny to watch them patrol around Goldshire acting like they were real badasses but it was when i found out that they had a "strict policy" agenst the word Lol and if you were offline for more tha a week youd be kicked out so when i decided to leave i said "look, you guys are clearly insane so im leaving but before i go i have one more thing to say...


...LOL"

 

[Del-Toro]

Being one of the few kids at my school who actually give a shit, I tend to group with people I know I can at least dictate too. There have been a few cases where I've just given up though, thanks to the rest of my group.

 

[goatzilla8463]

I haven't had a job as I am too young but I have shouted that out before.

We were shooting a scene for our short little movie sort of thing and this girl was being a real bossy ***** and I just couldn't take it any more.

I shouted at her: "Ok then, you stupid *****. You think you can do it better? Well then, step up and you try. Screw the hell out of this, I'm outta here."

And I stormed out.

 

[retro himself]

I used to work at a petrol station wiping windshields, and the only pay for that is what you get from the customers as tips. At first the boss seemed very friendly, and I even made a deal I'd fill up the refrigerators with drinks for 1? per hour (but the total filling time per day was 1 hour max). I was satisfied, 30? from tips + 7? every day from filling refrigerators, it was a great job, and I was happy enough to even do work I wasn't paid for, like cleaning messes the other employees made and helping the janitor clean the whole place up from scratch. I even did those things while there was a lot of traffic, so I lost a lot of tips in the process. But I didn't care. I was willingly sacrificing my tip money just to make a good impression. And I actually did make a good impression, the cashiers were always "Where do you get the will to do all that?".

Everything was fine and dandy, and I even got a few coworkers, who turned out to be complete slackers, not helping me clean the station (which was the least they could do), not showing up on their shift, but showing up on mine (so there was three of us), and I took it calmly, I even let them take tips while I worked inside a day or two (so I ended up with almost zero money at the end of the shift). I also found out they got the job because a mother of ones knows the boss, which explains why the boss didn't get pissed off while one literally laid on the concrete sidewalk in front of the shop and even had the guts to say a calm "sup." to the boss.

A month passed, those two coworkers left after two weeks of work since they didn't give a damn about working. I got used to the traffic schedule so I didn't show up at 7 AM on sundays since it was as barren as a desert until around 9 AM and even then traffic was slow. I did however keep up on cleaning up the place and filling the refrigerator non-stop (it was August and everyone was on their way to the beach and everyone including their mother stopped to buy a refreshing drink or two). It was all okay until one day I showed up for work, and I saw one cashier looking at me with a concerned look and the boss standing nearby. The boss spotted me and yelled at me that I don't have to come to work anymore since he's firing me. I asked why the hell in the most polite way I could, since I didn't really want to lose that job over nonsense, to which he replied that I showed up late when they "needed me for help", even though as I said, it was completely empty and absolutely no traffic, and because I WASN'T CLEANING THE PLACE UP. Even though that wasn't my job, I ACTUALLY DID THAT VERY SAME THING. I pointed out everything I cleaned to him (it was still spotless), and the fact that I wasn't even paid for cleaning, and that I was losing tips while cleaning, and he realized he wasn't right, and he just mumbled something I missed and angrily demanded I return the nametag (which I got from a different workplace the previous year) and the shirt (which was already washed-out, what was he going to do with that anyway?).
I was literally boiling with anger and I threw the fucking nametag at his feet and just stormed off (it looked way more dramatic in real-life ).

He still owes me 250? for filling his stupid refrigerator and for doing stuff that wasn't my job. Not surprising, everyone working there left after a week.

 

[ace_of_something]

Back in the day I worked in a bigbox hardware store called Lowe's for those not familiar it's like wal*mart but they only do home improvement stuff. The supervisor in my department was impossible to please Her name was Trisha and we called her 'Trollsha' when she wasn't around due mostly to her demeanor and in part due to having a large wart on her cheek and being roughly the size and shape of a fireplug. No matter what you did it wasn't good enough, fast enough, or she would change her mind after you followed directions. It didn't matter what time of day you took your break, it was the wrong time.
One of my fellow paint makists his name was Gage, just got a serious reaming for doing exactly what he was asked to do. I think it was he was asked to rearrange how the stock was on the shelves and than our supervisor said that wasn't at all what she wanted and had him change it back. He took his break in a huff and came back after 15 minutes. Then after about 5 minutes of him and I silently working mixing paint he turns to me and says "Thor you're a hell of a guy so I'm going to give you a fair warning to walk about 20 feet that way."
"Ummm why?"
"I'm about to quit"
"Oh okay.." So I do as he says but watch him.
Gage gets on his phone and says "Just letting you all know I fucking quit and Trisha is a horse-faced *****" He than dropped the phone and you could here over the loudspeaker all that transpired. He picked up a can of black paint and yellow wood stain and spiked them in the main aisle as he ran out of the store. Managers chasing him. (To do what? Kick him out?) Then a banner made which said "LOWE'S SUCKS AND MENARD'S RULEZ!" was found in the break room across all the lockers. (Menard's is a similar store and a regional competitor).

Trisha had to clean up the mess. It was the best day ever.

 

[JanatUrlich]

Well I dunno if it's quite the same but I kinda quit/got kicked out of the army cadets this week =D

My Sergeant was pissed off that I wasn't going on the annual training camp because I can't really afford it at the moment. SHe kept going on about how it's "so hard to get places for girls" and how I "don't even care anymore". So I told her that I'm doing my A levels at the moment and cadets is just not as important

She wasn't very happy and starting yelling about how I don't just get to choose whether or not I'm going to go on a trip or not so I said "I think I get a choice on whether or not to go on a trip if I have to pay £70 for the priviledge". She took this as "I fucking quit" and told me to hand all of my stuff in and I was like "You know what, fine, but I'm still putting this on my UCAS form" which she was not happy about >=D I don't think she expected me to agree with her quite so easily after arguing for so long. SORRY ***** BUT YOU JUST INADVERTENTLY KICKED YOUR LAST FEMALE OUT OF THE CCF.

I don't think she's used to being talked back to. She's the sergeant that everyone fears but I just didn't care anymore.

I've never actually quit something and meant it though! I want the opportunity!

 

[Pimppeter2]

Every day in Biology last year... God I hated that class

 

[johnman]

Well I dunno if it's quite the same but I kinda quit/got kicked out of the army cadets this week =D

My Sergeant was pissed off that I wasn't going on the annual training camp because I can't really afford it at the moment. SHe kept going on about how it's "so hard to get places for girls" and how I "don't even care anymore". So I told her that I'm doing my A levels at the moment and cadets is just not as important

She wasn't very happy and starting yelling about how I don't just get to choose whether or not I'm going to go on a trip or not so I said "I think I get a choice on whether or not to go on a trip if I have to pay £70 for the priviledge". She took this as "I fucking quit" and told me to hand all of my stuff in and I was like "I'm still putting this on my UCAS form" which she was not happy about >=D

And then I got kicked out D= I don't think she's used to being talked back to. She's the sergeant that everyone fears but I just didn't care anymore.

I've never actually quit something and meant it though! I want the opportunity!

Woah what a *****! Getting places for girls is exactly the same as for boys, and by no means is it a mandatory thing. £70 is alot of money, and of course its your choice wether you go or not. What county do you go to cadets in? Your DC sounds like a twat.