I always wanted to get into the writing field, but as a “trial and error process,” I ended up working as a marketing executive in a very toxic company. In all honesty, I have no clue how I survived there for 2.5 years before calling it quits.
It was a boring Tuesday when I handed in my resignation, but reading how wildly netizens did it, I wished I had been more savage. We have compiled some of these absolutely unhinged quitting stories that might induce a fit of giggles. Just scroll down to check them out!
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#1
I interned for a lawyer for two weeks when I was 19. During the two weeks he was very verbaly mistreating, calling me an idiot, wothless and so on. One night he gives me the task of making his mother a card for mothers day. He supplied me with the pictures he wanted me to use for the card and what he wanted it to say. I took full advantage of the situation by making a card with his mother's picture attached to a word bubble that read "Get lost, Gary!, I quit!".
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#2
This is my dads story. So a lawyer my dad knew that worked for a major bank for some reason wasnt happy with his job and decided he was going to quit. Anyways so he wrote his letter of resignation and was preparing to go hand it in to his boss. That day he got called down to his bosses office and thought, perfect i can quit now. He went into the office but his boss kept insisting he say what he needed to first, so his boss sits him down and tells them theyre letting him go, then asked what he wanted to tell him. He pulled out the letter of resignation, showed it to him and tore it in half, now theyre paying him 2 years compensation...always let the other guy talk first, could turn the tables
EDIT- Okay so just to clear some stuff up, at some places such as the "Major" Banks in Canada, they are required to give people a severance package if they are letting them go for reasons that are not due to the persons behavior (job/budget cuts and so on). It gives people a chance to get back on their feet and find another job so they arent left without a steady source of income. I think if they choose to persue new employment options the severance is discontinued. Im not sure if it is two years at all levels im sure contracts differ between different levels but in this scenario i believe it was 2 years.
EDIT- Okay so just to clear some stuff up, at some places such as the "Major" Banks in Canada, they are required to give people a severance package if they are letting them go for reasons that are not due to the persons behavior (job/budget cuts and so on). It gives people a chance to get back on their feet and find another job so they arent left without a steady source of income. I think if they choose to persue new employment options the severance is discontinued. Im not sure if it is two years at all levels im sure contracts differ between different levels but in this scenario i believe it was 2 years.
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#3
Three months after I began working at a restaurant, a girl on the floor had a walkout. The policy of our restaurant was that the server had to pay for the walkout, no matter whose fault it was, and this girl was beside herself. It was a $60 check, on a slow night, and she simply did not have the money to cover it. So our floor manager did the decent thing and used his free meal (managers were comped a meal each day they were scheduled, since they tended to work 12-hour days) to comp her table so that he didn't have to write her up for a walkout.
Well, the lady who walked out apparently realized it the next day, and send the corporate headquarters a letter, apologizing for the walkout, along with a check for roughly the amount the dinner cost, tip included. When corporate went to pay the tab, the only similarly priced item they found was the dinner the manager had comped. So the VP walked into the restaurant at the start of a Friday evening shift and sat down in one of our sections to have a chat with him.
The VP started to chastise him for comping the meal rather than making the server pay, and the manager told him it was a stupid policy. So the VP, who apparently was universally hated, stood up and snarled, "Well if you think I'm so bad at my job, why don't you quit?!" And the manager said, "Fine," stood up, tossed his keys into the VP's hands, and walked out of the restaurant.
That shift was *hell* without a floor manager that night, but it was worth it to watch him stand up to the VP like that.
Edit: Grammar error ... 13 hours late.
Well, the lady who walked out apparently realized it the next day, and send the corporate headquarters a letter, apologizing for the walkout, along with a check for roughly the amount the dinner cost, tip included. When corporate went to pay the tab, the only similarly priced item they found was the dinner the manager had comped. So the VP walked into the restaurant at the start of a Friday evening shift and sat down in one of our sections to have a chat with him.
The VP started to chastise him for comping the meal rather than making the server pay, and the manager told him it was a stupid policy. So the VP, who apparently was universally hated, stood up and snarled, "Well if you think I'm so bad at my job, why don't you quit?!" And the manager said, "Fine," stood up, tossed his keys into the VP's hands, and walked out of the restaurant.
That shift was *hell* without a floor manager that night, but it was worth it to watch him stand up to the VP like that.
Edit: Grammar error ... 13 hours late.
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Looking at some stories, I think that there are a few workplaces so venomous that they push their employees to take drastic actions. To understand more about such companies, Bored Panda reached out to Apoorva Kale, an industrial and organizational psychology practitioner. She claimed that when workers quit in unusual manners, it’s rarely just a sudden burst of anger.
“It’s actually the climax of a long, painful buildup where their dignity has been stripped away one too many times. When a workplace demands total professionalism but dishes out nothing but disrespect (like a boss screaming at you or stealing credit for your hard work), the unwritten social contract snaps. The employee realizes the company doesn’t deserve professional courtesy anymore,” our expert narrated.
#4
A medically discharged Marine worked in the kitchen at my town's Dairy Queen with me, and our manager was a complete d*******g, so one day I walk into the kitchen to see "F**k you, I quit" carved (yes, carved. With a knife.) into the kitchen wall. The Marine then walked out of the back room with a bucket of ice, and proceeded to dump it in the friers. A massive fireball ensued, the automatic fire extinguisher went off, and we had to close the store for about 3 weeks while the kitchen got repaired and cleaned. Also, this was about a month after that particular store (which cost the better part of $2 million to build) opened.
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#5
Witnessed from a first person view,
I used to work nights in a popular doughnut franchise in an even more popular casino. After weeks of taking insults from my bosses I called my roommate and asked him to pick me up as soon as he could, I proceeded to start a run of doughnuts (about 2k of them).
As soon as I hit the no turning back point I walked into the office took off my shirt and apron and said "get lost I'm out," btw in about 8mins your going to have a slight issue up front.
I watched him scramble to find someone from the day shifts to come stop the run from dying. He could not.
As far as how'd it turn out, I no longer work for nor serve jerk casino patrons at 2am.
I used to work nights in a popular doughnut franchise in an even more popular casino. After weeks of taking insults from my bosses I called my roommate and asked him to pick me up as soon as he could, I proceeded to start a run of doughnuts (about 2k of them).
As soon as I hit the no turning back point I walked into the office took off my shirt and apron and said "get lost I'm out," btw in about 8mins your going to have a slight issue up front.
I watched him scramble to find someone from the day shifts to come stop the run from dying. He could not.
As far as how'd it turn out, I no longer work for nor serve jerk casino patrons at 2am.
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#6
Here's the story of how I quit delivering from Papa John's about 10-12 years ago. I gave notice and left on good terms, but had to leave my mark.
At this particular store, they had a tradition of "tarring and feathering" people as they left if they were well liked, using garlic sauce and "dustinator," the powdery stuff they roll the dough in to make it not sticky.
For two weeks, I contended with "It's coming..." threats and jibes. Then, the moment came. 20 or 30 employees came to see me off, including all three of the store managers. The general manager gave the order, and the chase began. I ran out the back door, toward the dumpster, 5 or 6 of them chasing right behind me.
Then, I gave the order. "NOW!" I yelled. Three friends in full black tactical gear stepped out from the woods behind the store, flanking the parking lot. They immediately opened fire with paintball guns.
For three nights beforehand, we had been out there practicing the move. The entire event was planned and choreographed perfectly. We didn't know exactly when the order to start the hazing would happen, so they sat out there in the woods for about three hours waiting. When the moment came, the worked in perfect concert, like a f*****g clock.
I ran to the dumpster and grabbed the paintball gun I had stashed the night before, then sighted in on the manager that gave the "get him order." I lit him up. 5, 10, 15 shots... who knows?
The manger then managed to get the paintball gun away from me, and used me as a human shield as my a*****e friends turned on me and unloaded the rest of their hoppers on me.
All in all, everybody involved had a great time, and nobody was at all upset.
As an interesting side note, I ordered a pizza from there a few weeks ago. I asked the girl if {manager} still worked there. He did. I told her to tell him that {my nickname when I worked there} said hi. She immediately said "Holy s**t, you're {nickname}?! You were the one with the paintball guns, right?"
They still tell stories about it 10+ years later.
Note: I'm aware that this was dangerous. We were dumb kids that didn't think things through. In hindsight, somebody could have been hurt, but nobody was. There's no need for lectures. I'm aware of how stupid it was.
TL;DR: Shot my manager several times.
At this particular store, they had a tradition of "tarring and feathering" people as they left if they were well liked, using garlic sauce and "dustinator," the powdery stuff they roll the dough in to make it not sticky.
For two weeks, I contended with "It's coming..." threats and jibes. Then, the moment came. 20 or 30 employees came to see me off, including all three of the store managers. The general manager gave the order, and the chase began. I ran out the back door, toward the dumpster, 5 or 6 of them chasing right behind me.
Then, I gave the order. "NOW!" I yelled. Three friends in full black tactical gear stepped out from the woods behind the store, flanking the parking lot. They immediately opened fire with paintball guns.
For three nights beforehand, we had been out there practicing the move. The entire event was planned and choreographed perfectly. We didn't know exactly when the order to start the hazing would happen, so they sat out there in the woods for about three hours waiting. When the moment came, the worked in perfect concert, like a f*****g clock.
I ran to the dumpster and grabbed the paintball gun I had stashed the night before, then sighted in on the manager that gave the "get him order." I lit him up. 5, 10, 15 shots... who knows?
The manger then managed to get the paintball gun away from me, and used me as a human shield as my a*****e friends turned on me and unloaded the rest of their hoppers on me.
All in all, everybody involved had a great time, and nobody was at all upset.
As an interesting side note, I ordered a pizza from there a few weeks ago. I asked the girl if {manager} still worked there. He did. I told her to tell him that {my nickname when I worked there} said hi. She immediately said "Holy s**t, you're {nickname}?! You were the one with the paintball guns, right?"
They still tell stories about it 10+ years later.
Note: I'm aware that this was dangerous. We were dumb kids that didn't think things through. In hindsight, somebody could have been hurt, but nobody was. There's no need for lectures. I'm aware of how stupid it was.
TL;DR: Shot my manager several times.
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Apoorva believes that at its core, a dramatic departure is a radical way to reclaim power. According to her, toxic environments excel at making people feel trapped, gaslit, and utterly powerless. However, by staging a spectacular exit that disrupts daily operations or exposes bad behavior, the employee completely flips the script.
“For months or years, the company held all the cards, but in one final move, the employee takes control of the narrative. There’s also a deep need to expose the truth and stop the corporate gaslighting. In really toxic cultures, HR often protects the bullies, and serious issues get swept under the rug with slick corporate speak,” she noted.
That’s why, when a worker drops a detailed manifesto exposing a manager’s behavior to the entire global distribution list, they are doing it for validation, Apoorva elaborated. She commented that they just want their remaining coworkers to know they aren’t crazy, forcing upper management to finally face the reality they have been hiding from.
#7
My sister and I worked at a popular Canadian coffee chain when we were 16 and 14 respectively. Our manager was a 400 lb woman who maybe had her grade 8 education. One day she was yelling at my sister for something trivial and this character of a guy we worked with got upset. After his shift he changed into his street clothes, went to the manager and said,"f**k you, I quit!" and spiked his uniform into the garbage. He then ran into the fridge and grabbed a 5 gallon pail of ice cappuccino syrup and dumped it on the floor.
He showed up for his scheduled shift a few days later and was hired back. (staffing was an issue at this particular restaurant)
Side note: this guy would also man the drive-thru with a fake accent and tell people to drive through to the second window when we only had one window. He made work there a lot more tolerable.
He showed up for his scheduled shift a few days later and was hired back. (staffing was an issue at this particular restaurant)
Side note: this guy would also man the drive-thru with a fake accent and tell people to drive through to the second window when we only had one window. He made work there a lot more tolerable.
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#8
I worked in a fast food place in high school, that had a little grocery area as well. One of the off-shift guys came in and bought 2 dozen eggs using his employee discount and left.
About 5 minutes later one of the cars in the drive-thru said something had fallen onto the roof of his car, we looked, and sure enough egg.
As the cops hauled him away he yelled his resignation to our shift manager.
About 5 minutes later one of the cars in the drive-thru said something had fallen onto the roof of his car, we looked, and sure enough egg.
As the cops hauled him away he yelled his resignation to our shift manager.
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#9
I worked at subway last year and had this coworker who did great work. Always on time, did his chores, but my GM didn't like him because he would always outperform them on anything. They would mock him, tell him to go faster, and make things difficult in general; until one day I heard from the back "you know what Doreen? F**k you, f**k this place, f**k this customer and f**k this company." Then proceeded to throw the Turkey bacon avocado sandwich at her and storm out.
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Ultimately, our expert claimed that it all comes down to one final straw that breaks the camel’s back. Whether that’s being forced to work through a family tragedy, seeing a promised promotion handed to a favorite, or facing public humiliation. A savage exit happens the exact moment the fear of losing a job reference becomes smaller than the burning need to stand up for your own self-worth, she noted.
Having said that, Apoorva stressed that it’s not always the companies that are at fault. She has experienced totally healthy workplaces where some employees were just not the right fit. From their inability to do their work to their uncooperative attitude towards their coworkers, some employees are just “bad apples.” They love to blame the corporate environment for their own shortcomings, she said.
#10
Worked at a big home improvement retailer. Accidentally dropped a patio door about 8 feet off a lift. It made a deafening sound as it hit the floor. But, it was salvageable. My boss told me to come down and that was the last straw; I was fired. So, I unstrapped myself from the lift, and jumped down off of it, landing my foot through the window and shattering it, and the other foot denting the door in with a huge footprint. He was so pissed because he wanted to try to sell the door anyway but no one would want it now.
Didn't really mean to do that, but since my boss was a p***k and insulted and fired me in front of coworkers and customers, I kinda left with a smile.
Edit: I'm 6'8 and 315lbs. So that made it a bit easier to crush the door whe I landed it.
Didn't really mean to do that, but since my boss was a p***k and insulted and fired me in front of coworkers and customers, I kinda left with a smile.
Edit: I'm 6'8 and 315lbs. So that made it a bit easier to crush the door whe I landed it.
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#11
I put in my 2 weeks notice at a sales office just before the start of a new sales campaign. The CEO and CFO of the company showed up at our office to kickstart the campaign. As a team-building exercise, the CEO had us make paper airplanes and throw them as far as they could go. Since mine went the furthest, he asked me where I learned to make paper airplanes so good, and I said "high school detention." He had me show everyone how to make a better paper airplane, and most people had their airplanes go further. The CEO said the point of the exercise was to learn from the most successful person and do what they do. The most tactful salesperson blurted out that I was leaving, an my manager at the time was already having an anxiety episode pulled me to the side and said I couldn't be a part of the kickoff party so I couldn't have any punch and pie, so I walked out.
Tldr; I embarrassed my manager and CEO, so I got no punch and pie.
Tldr; I embarrassed my manager and CEO, so I got no punch and pie.
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#12
So up until about a year ago I worked for a local power company as an IT contractor. I worked my a*s off for five years and was managing ten contractors around the state and pretty much did the work of three people. When my manager (who was an employee of the company, not a contractor) announced her retirement, she told me she wanted me to be her replacement. So I submitted my resume, told my wife, and got really excited.
Weeks go by. I keep asking my manager what was going on, but she wasn't really sure. Then one day she comes into my work area with a bummed out look on her face. Turns out that HER boss decided that since I wasn't a "real employee" I couldn't apply until AFTER they had considered internal candidates. In the end they ended up giving a manager from another department the job without me even getting an interview. The guy the gave it to was a real schmuck who didn't know the first thing about what we did. The worst part was that since the announcement wasn't "official" yet, I couldn't tell anyone until the next day.
I was FURIOUS. Then I cried. Then I got mad again. Got online, looked at local job postings. Found one that looked great. Sent my resume without any real hope of getting it. I literally got a call from the guy in about an hour and he set up an interview. I went in the next morning for the interview (just told my manger I had a personal issue and would be in late - the FIRST time I'd ever called in to that job) and it went great. They made me an offer that afternoon which came out to about a 40% increase from what I was making before, with actual benefits, an AMAZING retirement plan, and about double the PTO.
The greatest feeling in the world was when that stupid schmucky a*****e came over to our area for the announcement. Everyone was in shock because I was the obvious choice for her replacement. He turned to me and was like "I'm going to count on you to help me get up to speed" with this big grin on his face. I just smiled and said "yea, that's not going to happen. I start my new job the same day you do..."
He laughed like I was joking, but I didn't laugh with him. It took a moment for it to sink in, and the look of absolute panic on his face was the sweetest thing I've seen in a long time. He spent the rest of his day sitting in his cube with a sick-to-his-stomach look on his face.
I felt bad about leaving my employees (they were a great crew) under the new manager, but I love my new job so I don't regret my decision.
TL,DR: Got passed over for a well-earned promotion because I was a contractor. My rage led me to find my new job, where I make a ton more money and actually enjoy coming in to work.
Weeks go by. I keep asking my manager what was going on, but she wasn't really sure. Then one day she comes into my work area with a bummed out look on her face. Turns out that HER boss decided that since I wasn't a "real employee" I couldn't apply until AFTER they had considered internal candidates. In the end they ended up giving a manager from another department the job without me even getting an interview. The guy the gave it to was a real schmuck who didn't know the first thing about what we did. The worst part was that since the announcement wasn't "official" yet, I couldn't tell anyone until the next day.
I was FURIOUS. Then I cried. Then I got mad again. Got online, looked at local job postings. Found one that looked great. Sent my resume without any real hope of getting it. I literally got a call from the guy in about an hour and he set up an interview. I went in the next morning for the interview (just told my manger I had a personal issue and would be in late - the FIRST time I'd ever called in to that job) and it went great. They made me an offer that afternoon which came out to about a 40% increase from what I was making before, with actual benefits, an AMAZING retirement plan, and about double the PTO.
The greatest feeling in the world was when that stupid schmucky a*****e came over to our area for the announcement. Everyone was in shock because I was the obvious choice for her replacement. He turned to me and was like "I'm going to count on you to help me get up to speed" with this big grin on his face. I just smiled and said "yea, that's not going to happen. I start my new job the same day you do..."
He laughed like I was joking, but I didn't laugh with him. It took a moment for it to sink in, and the look of absolute panic on his face was the sweetest thing I've seen in a long time. He spent the rest of his day sitting in his cube with a sick-to-his-stomach look on his face.
I felt bad about leaving my employees (they were a great crew) under the new manager, but I love my new job so I don't regret my decision.
TL,DR: Got passed over for a well-earned promotion because I was a contractor. My rage led me to find my new job, where I make a ton more money and actually enjoy coming in to work.
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“It can be incredibly frustrating for companies when a toxic employee makes a dramatic exit just to cover their incompetence. Instead of owning their mistakes, they flip the script and weaponize gaslighting. By quitting in a loud, dramatic huff and blaming a ‘toxic culture,’ they try to trick everyone into thinking the company’s standards were the problem, not their actual work,” our expert elaborated.
Apparently, it’s an attempt to take control so they can tell their next employer they bravely walked away rather than admitting they were about to get fired. Apoorva clarified that much of this behavior comes down to Main Character Syndrome. She stressed that these people believe they are the most brilliant in the room and view a lack of unearned promotions or praise as a personal conspiracy against them.
They stage a theatrical exit to punish the company, fully believing the department will fall apart without them. “Irony is that they think they’re pulling off a legendary exit that will affect the whole team, but their employers are secretly celebrating this resignation,” she concluded.
#13
I used to deliver pizzas for this place in North Dakota. One of the other drivers would constantly complain about the owner cutting his hours or scheduling him during a day when he had already requested off for weeks ahead of when the bi-weekly schedules were prepared. Our restaurant also had a pretty sizable pizza buffet. One night, the driver got back from a big delivery where the homeowners didn't tip because it took the driver too long to get there. The problem, though, was that the house was actually outside of our delivery range; in fact, the house was beyond the reach of the paved roads. The owner happened to see that these guys placed an online order, approved it in our system, messed around with the delivery queue so that the driver he disliked was the one to take it, and basically just screwed the guy over for no real reason. Driver got back, complained about the delivery, and the owner told him to pack his s**t up and leave if he didn't like it. The driver responded by grabbing a family-size style box, walked over to the buffet, hauled all six big-a*s pizzas and stacked them into the box (which wouldn't shut), headed for the door, paused, and then threw all six pizzas at the owner.
Personally, I'd have kept the pizzas, but I can appreciate the emotions he was going through.
Personally, I'd have kept the pizzas, but I can appreciate the emotions he was going through.
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#14
We had one person literally just say "the hell with this I can't take the stress", walk out, and then fax us a letter the next day confirming that she quit.
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#15
I worked in a restaurant for a few years. It was only a small place. and on this particular day there were only two waitresses working and the chef, who also doubled as the manager and boss. We were really busy, and the boss was getting antsy. If food wasn't taken out to its table the second it was made, he would start yelling, regardless of what we were doing at the time. He wasn't usually like this, but he'd been stressed about some things at the time.
The other waitress was newer than me and wasn't used to this, and all at once things just snapped. They started having a yelling match, which I eventually broke up. She was fuming for the rest of the day, but the boss was unfazed. Towards the end when things were quieter they seemed to be calmer around each other.
At the end of the shift, as we were closing, she turned to him and dramatically yelled "I quit!" and slammed the door in his face. She told me she wanted to do it much earlier, but didn't want to leave me alone to deal with things. The boss looked pretty stunned as by this point he'd figured everything was ok again.
The other waitress was newer than me and wasn't used to this, and all at once things just snapped. They started having a yelling match, which I eventually broke up. She was fuming for the rest of the day, but the boss was unfazed. Towards the end when things were quieter they seemed to be calmer around each other.
At the end of the shift, as we were closing, she turned to him and dramatically yelled "I quit!" and slammed the door in his face. She told me she wanted to do it much earlier, but didn't want to leave me alone to deal with things. The boss looked pretty stunned as by this point he'd figured everything was ok again.
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Well, I am pretty sure that I didn’t have Main Character Syndrome when I quit my old company, because everyone was frustrated with the management. In fact, there was a mass resignation that followed just a few months after my exit. However, looking at the stories here, I wish I had snubbed my cruel boss whose hobby was to call me at 12 AM and scream at me for no reason.
Ugh! Anyway, I will go and recover from my PTSD now, but you can enjoy the rest of the list and have a good laugh. Also, if you have some epic resignation tales to share, we would love to hear from you. Just drop them down in the comments below!
#16
I was working as a waitress at a sportsbar with like a gazillion draft beers. It was out in the boonies. This place was probably 10,000 sqft with a really open floor plan. Managment was mostly cool, the other servers were catty and lazy. There was this one manager that was just a t**d-a*s b***h. If I rang in a drink for her to make, she would roll her eyes and grunt loud enough for me to hear her across the restaurant.
So, after eight months of putting up with some high-school clique s**t out of the other servers and this one c**t of a manager, I decide to go back to school and move to the city. I found a new job, found a new place to live, and put in my notice at the sportsbar.
On my second to last day, I was working a Saturday lunch. Cunty McShit manager is powerfully hungover, and in a terrible f*****g mood. Two of the other servers were too hungover to come in, so we had half of the staff we needed. The one other server on shift was the ringleader of the clique. Insufferable b***h.
Anyway, Cunty McShit manager is already on my last nerve, and Ringleader b***h is being the same b***h she always is. We see some minivans pull up in the parking lot. Then more, then more, then more. Little League Baseball players and their families come streaming into the restaurant. HUNDREDS OF TINY PEOPLE IN CLEATS AND THEIR SCREAMING INFANT SISTERS AND TIGER MOMS. EVERYWHERE.
I looked at Cunty McShit's scowl, and Ringleader B***h's face, and decided f**k this s**t. I'm out. I took my apron off, walked by the bar flipping Cunty McShit off. Her face was priceless.
TL;DR: Walked out on my waitressing job when the World Series of Little League walked in, leaving the two biggest c***s on the planet aghast.
So, after eight months of putting up with some high-school clique s**t out of the other servers and this one c**t of a manager, I decide to go back to school and move to the city. I found a new job, found a new place to live, and put in my notice at the sportsbar.
On my second to last day, I was working a Saturday lunch. Cunty McShit manager is powerfully hungover, and in a terrible f*****g mood. Two of the other servers were too hungover to come in, so we had half of the staff we needed. The one other server on shift was the ringleader of the clique. Insufferable b***h.
Anyway, Cunty McShit manager is already on my last nerve, and Ringleader b***h is being the same b***h she always is. We see some minivans pull up in the parking lot. Then more, then more, then more. Little League Baseball players and their families come streaming into the restaurant. HUNDREDS OF TINY PEOPLE IN CLEATS AND THEIR SCREAMING INFANT SISTERS AND TIGER MOMS. EVERYWHERE.
I looked at Cunty McShit's scowl, and Ringleader B***h's face, and decided f**k this s**t. I'm out. I took my apron off, walked by the bar flipping Cunty McShit off. Her face was priceless.
TL;DR: Walked out on my waitressing job when the World Series of Little League walked in, leaving the two biggest c***s on the planet aghast.
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#17
I used to work in a grocery store as a bag boy. The grocery manager was a d**k. He insulted a customer i was helping who happened to be a good friend of mine. The last day i worked there, i shook everyone's hands and told them thank for the experience.....except him. He held his hand out to shake my hand. I said, "F**k you," and left. As i was was leaving the parking lot, i flipped him off. And told him to go to hell. He made working there suck.
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#18
I haven't witnessed one but I did one myself. I worked part time at a Sports Authority when I was 18. I was the only person "trained" in the Outdoors department this store had. One night we had a skeleton crew and I was in my normal spot at the fishing counter where all the expensive reels, paintball stuff and airsoft stuff was. A lot of that stuff is easy to steal so I spent most of my time over there making sure no one opened up boxes of paintballs or markers and stole them. The footwear manager came over to me, he was this Cambodian guy with yellow teeth, awful breath and a heavy accident. He started laying into me about how a woman in footwear needed help picking out socks. I have no idea what made picking up the pack of socks and finding the size so difficult for this woman but apparently she complained that no one was over there to help her. After I kept telling him that I know nothing about footwear, socks or the shoes over there the manager started to take personal shots at me, saying I was lazy and always sitting behind the fishing counter because I didn't want to stand and do work.(I basically ran the entire outdoors department. When I wasn't at the counter I was in the back building bikes and then carrying them up to the top of the rack in the showroom area or sharpening skis/snowboards) After I asked him if he was done talking, I took the quick detachable name badge off, threw it at him and said I quit. It was an amazing feeling and the look on his face was priceless. I had a full time job so it didn't bother me leaving that place. I got tons of calls from the store manager all the way up to the regional manager asking me to come back. F**k that place and f**k retail.
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#19
A team of 6 of us where on a conference call with our offshore developers. Our boss says everyone is working this weekend. One of the lead architects, this guy was the l***h pin of the whole thing, says, "No. I have plans this weekend. You approved it 4 weeks ago." We'd worked the last six weekends and because of it this dude had the foresight to get vacation approved for weekend. Pretty genius if you ask me.
Our boss says, "Well you just have to cancel." Trying to say it like a hard a*s boss and make it stick. The lead architect flatly says, "Nope, I'm out." CLICK! (remember we were on the phone). There's a round of people asking if he's still on the phone and if he hung up. Then those of us in the onshore office started prairie dogging our cubes just in time to see lead architect exit the office.
A week later the company ended up paying this dude $200K for a 2 month contract to complete the project. He was the only one that knew the system well enough too, they didn't really have a choice.
Our boss says, "Well you just have to cancel." Trying to say it like a hard a*s boss and make it stick. The lead architect flatly says, "Nope, I'm out." CLICK! (remember we were on the phone). There's a round of people asking if he's still on the phone and if he hung up. Then those of us in the onshore office started prairie dogging our cubes just in time to see lead architect exit the office.
A week later the company ended up paying this dude $200K for a 2 month contract to complete the project. He was the only one that knew the system well enough too, they didn't really have a choice.
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#20
One from the other side.
I caught an employee prepping an item without gloves on, dirty fingernails and all, just digging his bare hands right into it.
I took the item away from him and dropped it in the trash as I explained everything he did wrong (he wasn't even supposed to be shredding the item in question while it was cold, as it leads to a mushy, substandard finished product).
He looked at me, made an "up your a*s" motion, said something in Spanish, then said, "f**k you, I quit."
He came back at the end of the night begging for his job back because his wife was kicking him out.
"Sorry." I didn't even feel bad.
I caught an employee prepping an item without gloves on, dirty fingernails and all, just digging his bare hands right into it.
I took the item away from him and dropped it in the trash as I explained everything he did wrong (he wasn't even supposed to be shredding the item in question while it was cold, as it leads to a mushy, substandard finished product).
He looked at me, made an "up your a*s" motion, said something in Spanish, then said, "f**k you, I quit."
He came back at the end of the night begging for his job back because his wife was kicking him out.
"Sorry." I didn't even feel bad.
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