Has anything ever made you walk out on a job?

[AnnO'Neemus]

No, but I would like to walk out on my current job since they told me I'd get the results of the current redundancy decision on my job by text either this evening or tomorrow morning.
But I can't walk because I won't get benefits if I do.
You can't tell someone they've been made redundant by text.
I think they probably can though.

By text? That's really low.

 

[strung out]

walked out of my job today. had holiday scheduled for next week, they told me i couldn't take it becasue they wanted to send my AM to brighton for the week (all the managers at brighton took the redundancy this week) so i said fine and took the redundancy myself. my manager followed me out the door and took redundancy too.

 

[extra dry]

I must have a thick skin, my first summer job was in a factory where they process and freeze sea food (prawns, scampi, crabs) , my supervisor was the town/local bully, who hated me from school as well because I was English (this was in Scotland just after Brave heart had been in cinemas etc)

Basically had six weeks of 12 hours shifts being tormented by this twat and his 'mates'. Name calling, throwing food around and having to sit alone at lunch in the canteen getting whispered about.

...but it got better, the last day I poured the contents of a 'gut bucket' into his kit bag and filled his trainers with piss...I left town shortly after that.

Saw him years later, married to a really awful girl (trust me she was) with kids and looking 10 years older than he should, I gave a cheery wave and told him I was living in a villa in Spain...he who laughs last and all that is so true.

 

[1927]

I did my back in once, sneezing, and was signed off by the doc for 2 weeks. I was working in apub at the time and with cellar work and stnding on my feet all day couldn't possibly have worked. Doc said that I should try and live as normally as possible as the modern thinking was that lying down all the time was as bad for a back as standing up. Anyway I went to the chiropractor one evening and had a pint while I waited for my bus home, someione form work saw me told boss and he was telling everyone in piub that I was swinging the lead. When I found out I sent my sick note in with my resignation. He rang me up at home and said did I realise that he was now going to have to cancel his holiday as he couldnt get a relief arranged in time, and how it would impact on his wife and kid!!

I was out of work for 3 months after that, but it was during that period that I discovered Urban so not so bad.

 

[Strumpet]

Watch this space.

 

[miniGMgoit]

I walked out of a job after two clients attacked me while I was driving them how. They were hitting me, spitting at me and calling me really nasty names.

I stopped the car in the middle of the road and asked them to get out, they wouldn't so I took the keys out and left them parked in the middle of the road and walked back to the office and shouted something along the lines of "fuck your fucking job".

 

[bluestreak]

Twice.

But both times because the job was making me so depressed that I figured I'd take my chances with unemployment, and both times I was called within a couple of days by an agency with a great job.

I did have one job where disagreements with the director meant that they didn't renew my contract. It was yes, no, yes, no. So i trained the poor sod who was going to do my job at 2/3 of the going rate. Over the next year I was called 4 times asking me to come back. They finally stopped when I told them how much I was willing to do the job for (the going rate, and a mental health sensitivity training course for said director).

 

[stupid dogbot]

Yes, from a job I'd been at two years.

It felt very, very good indeed.

 

[fen_boy]

I walked out of an interview that turned out to be for Kirby vacuum cleaners.
I got sacked from a job in an off-licence when a 'mate' came in and asked my if I had any knew anywhere he could get some hash while the owner was stood next to me, but I've never walked out of an actual job.

 

[marty21]

i just remembered, my dad got me a job with him on a building site for the summer, I lasted 90 minutes, he was ON at me ALL the time so I walked

I was about 20 miles from home though and had to hitch back

DAD, you never paid me for those 90 minutes

 

[kyser_soze]

Once when the MD decided everybody had to come in for a one hour meeting on Dec 31 for which we would be paid thereby cunningly shifting the last-working-day payday back a week

The 31st December isn't a bank holiday, so unless you worked somewhere they specifically said the office was closed that would have been the day you got paid anyway, surely?

 

[Bassism]

I once walked out of a job. Was only young working in an accounts office shagging/ living with the chairmans son. So effectively i got the opposite of preferential treatment cos they thought i was like not good enough for there pampered son. Anyway i worked in credit control and had a great relationship with my boss/manager, untill this lard arse slacker came onto our team (from an agency) pretending to chase and collect accounts whilst asking does anyone want tea about 15 times a day. Anyway she was on more money than me and thought work was a ride on a merry go round. In the end i had a big blow out wi the finance director and told him to stick his job up his arse. Ye it took balls but fuck working my arse off for some other person to be slack as fuck and fuck been treated like shit when my father in law to be was the boss. Set of stuck up wankers let em chase there own fuckin debts

 

[marty21]

where's my money dad!

 

[spacemonkey]

I walked out of a temp job at 9am on a monday when I found out my Dad had died suddenly.

Actually, I was dragged out.

 

[Gavin Bl]

I walked out of a couple of temping jobs in between college terms, but nothing for 20 years since then.

 

[Shevek]

good thread

 

[aeon flux]

where's my money dad!

 

[quimcunx]

i just remembered, my dad got me a job with him on a building site for the summer, I lasted 90 minutes, he was ON at me ALL the time so I walked

I was about 20 miles from home though and had to hitch back

DAD, you never paid me for those 90 minutes

Not work but this reminds me of the only driving lesson I had with my dad. We went 2 yards* and didn't speak for the rest of the day.

*not even exaggerating.

 

[Vamos666]

I have never given notice to leave any job in my entire life! walked out/been asked to leave the premises in over 50 'real' jobs. I am unemployable!

 

[Mation]

I was once asked only to hire white, straight people under the age of 30 (and with short hair if they were men). We were recruiting for a company that operated in Italy. I walked, obviously.

 

[Fingers]

I walked out of a job last year at a central government department. I was working for a pretty useless manager who was nice but useless, that useless he was promoted. Unfortunately he was replaced with an utterly revolting and racist Australian bloke.

I took an instant dislike to him and so did my twelve Kiwi temps. He used to bully them relentlessly and after a bit started on me. He used to make racist comments to one of the black temps and generally abuse the rest.

I waited until he had a couple of days off and moved myself into an empty office. The day he came back he asked one of my temps where I was and he was informed that I was in my office.

His face went red with rage and he stormed into 'my office' where I told him that I was a little too busy to see him and could he make an appointment with one of my temps 'and do it politely'. He went crimson, fired me on the spot and marched me out of the building.

I shook his hand and wished him good luck with a huge grin on my face. His grin rapidly disappeared when he realized that he did not have the authority to sack me but in his fit of rage, never thought through the consequences. ie I had another four months left on my contract and he would have to pay me for it. His face went from crimson to ashen.

To add to his misery, eight of my temps walked out in sympathy and he was left to run a busy project office without the benefit of my knowledge and without most of his staff. Apparently he got carpeted by the department director.

I was paid the four months money and went travelling for four months, hooking up in Spain with one of my temps for a week or so. I used to periodicaly send him post cards informing him what a great time I was having. The remaining staff used to know when he got one as he went red with rage and would not speak to anyone all day.


After I returned I was informed that my email account was still being used by some new temps he had got in so to pile on his misery, I wrote a letter to the department director and cc'd it to the Departmental minister threatening to report the department to the Information Commissioners Department.

Racist Australian soon lost his job after that and headed back to Perth with his tail between his legs.

Job done.

The lesson he took back to Oz with him was 'don't fuck with Fingers as he is sharper than you and he does not have much time for racist twats.'

 

[pogofish]

Yes. Two occasions.

1 - A spineless nepot of a boss who put me on notice so that he could make a job for his otherwise unemployable daughter. I was working my notice but one night the turd turned-up and didn't have the gumption to face me. He sent his daughter in instead, who came-on all lady muck to me.

I then changed all the main passwords on the system, shut it down, locked the place up solid, posted the keys in the door & ignored my phone for a while. My line manager was on holiday and I later heard it took them a good while to get in and going again - mate in the computer firm tasked with getting the system running also told me they did a very slow & below-average job of it. Cost him many thousands! Of course that was all legal then, now I could have been banged-up for it.

2 - An incompetent and dishonest boss who was ripping our employers off big time, whilst bullying and threatening his staff with all sorts. I'd gone up against him in official complaints twice and won twice but nothing more than a wrist slap had come of it because his dad someone important in the council. Anyway, it had all gone to shit again and rather than go through the disciplinary process once more, I'd got myself a better job and bailed. He was on holiday and I said I'd work to the Friday before he was due back and be gone - they insisted I worked my full notice. So, I gave them a choice - my solicitor had a court date booked and was certain we would get an injunction granted against the twat. Or I would be likely to cheerfully damage him before the month was up. Within half an hour they came back and said I could leave when I liked. He then got control of my budgets and within a year, was given the chance to resign ahead of a load of financial regularities!

 

[Sunray]

I was thinking that I'd never walked out, but actually, I did. Working at Harry Ramsdens in Manchester when I was a student. Stupid twat of .... fucking stupid twat of a boss I had, kept upping my hours when I explicitly asked to keep them the same. He was the sort of twat that would point at a bit of rubbish by his feet and get me to pick it up. That rapidly presses the 'fuck Sunray off' button. Final straw was him scheduling me in for a 30 hour week!

Have I said he was a twat because he really was a fucking twat.

MSN my old boss in my current job and told him I couldn't take the pressure last year and I was off to Thailand, right now. Got me a 30% pay rise.

 

[butterfly child]

Yeah, shit management.

 

[weltweit]

I have wallked out on a job twice at least, simple reasons, something else was more attractive.

 

[blues]

Once. I used to specialise in rescuing troubled companies, and was very used to staff resenting "that bitch (me) coming in and turning everything upside down" -fully understood it too. But in one particular company, there were no female staff above basic admin roles, and the attitude towards women, spoken, not just "felt" was a nightmare. After several "incidences" I ignored, the heavily underperforming sales manager made some inappropriate sexual suggestion and getting a negative response, called me a lesbian.

The MD, along with most of the office staff, managers, Directors were in earshot (open office) and nobody equal or higher-ranking than the Sales Manager said a thing, in fact they laughed.

I went upstairs, picked up my bag and coat and left.

The Sales Manager was sacked shortly afterwards and oddly enough about a year later wanted me to come and help out his ailing "company" (I use the word loosely). You can guess my response. I was also, even more bizarrely, invited to his wedding several years after that.