Give me your best GenX "Take this job and shove it" story.
Posted by liko@reddit | GenX | View on Reddit | 61 comments
I'm 51 (M) and I'm really ready to retire and fuck off into the woods and becomre feral again, unfortunately that's not happening for a while. My current role has been particularly toxic and it doesn't seem to be getting any better. Because of that I've been dreaming, for quite a while, of all ways I get to tell my current boss to shove it somewhere deep and dark. Recently, I've begun to see light at the end of this poop tube of job and might have an actual exit. Once I get the papers signed, I'm so out of this dumpster fire.
So, here's my GenX ask: Give me your best "take this job a shove it" story? Did you flip the desk? Did you inform you boss of their cranial-rectal insertions? Give me your best bridge burning stories, I need some inspiration.
mightbealivemaybe@reddit
Pretty much every job I've had. I'm just finishing a 3.5 month "break" after leaving my last job. I didn't realize how much stress I was under until six months ago. I "quiet quit" at that point, really tried to make it (I'd been at the company 20+ years). In January, I woke up one day and said I'm out. They were shocked. I walked and went gray on everyone. I'm 55, and cannot seem to tolerate working in a position that has no ROI. I'm back in communication with a few...probably saved my life.
DickSleeve53@reddit
Right after I retired from the Army I took a sales job selling office supplies and copiers. This was pre internet and cell phone days. The job was basically just cold calling. About 10 days after I started the owner wanted me to shadow him for the day he wanted me to drive. We went from South Jersey to the northwest suburbs of Philadelphia About 50 miles away. By early afternoon I couldn't stand this guy and I thought to myself that I needed to find another job.Moments later I'm driving along and he tells me he doesn't think that I am going to work out. I quickly turned into a bank parking lot looked at him and said get out.He had a shocked look on his face and said no you have to drive me back.I told him he either gets out or I was going to drive to the police station. He got out and I drove off and never saw him again.
Fungi_McFunguson@reddit
A manager realized I had the skills to perform a higher paying function and asked me to do it to prove myself before a promotion. After about 9 months of no, feedback, raise, or title change, I reached out to another manager in a different territory that had an open position for this role. He contacted my manager, who then proceeded to tell me that he could tell this guy anything he wanted and make sure I never get promoted ever again. I quit on the spot.
Years later, I heard the company had been acquired by a Japanese company. He was apparently flown to Japan, fired at the airport, and provided a ticket home to the U.S.
ONROSREPUS@reddit
I was working for a company that was financially struggling and they were going to go out of business soon. They made it 6-7 months after I quit. We didn't get a review or pay raise for two years. I found another job for more money. On my way to my new job I swung past my old job. Laid my door key on the receptionist desk, she wasn't there I am sure she was off gossiping to someone) and left. No notice no warning nothing. They never called me to see if I was alive or asked if I was coming into work nothing..... I guess they didn't care I left. Companies do NOT care for there employees and this was 30 years ago almost.
Alexandertheape@reddit
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Gen Xers retirement in the wild
pvthudson79@reddit
Early 00's I worked at a call center doing internet help desk for a pretty large and national ISP.
Normal life span for help desk work is about 6 months.i lasted about 2.5 years since the pay and union benefits were good.
I had enough tho. There was only so much shit I could take after that long.
There was about 30 calls in the queue and I was talking to my sister. I was explaining to her about how much I hated jt and that I was going to flip a coin and let it decide my fate at the job.
She made the call of Tails I leave, heads I stay. I flipped a quarter and let it land on my desk. It landed on tails. I told my sis it was nice talking to you but I'm going to the bar. Peace out. Got up and walked the fuck out. A few close to me saw it all happen and laughed while loving it.
I'm glad it lnaded on tails. If not I would have had to flip best 2 out of .
CSamCovey@reddit
Way back in ‘89 I was fairly new to bartending and had taken a job at a brand new chain of a popular restaurant. The third real shift I ever had by myself just happened to be on a Mother’s Day. This usually wouldn’t be a problem as any normal shift in the bar would usually include a bar back and two servers for the bar area as it held 14 or so 4 top tables/booths and seating for 8 at the bar itself. The only bad part of working the bar was that the ice machine was a good 40 feet down a hallway and if you had food orders at the bar, you were responsible for getting them on your own.
So my shift starts fairly slowly, with some random drinks for the restaurant and a couple of people sitting at the bar. I was expecting the bar back and servers to show up, and yet nobody showed. The drink orders were starting to go crazy to the point where I couldn’t even keep up with anyone coming into the bar at all. To make things worse, the hosts started seating every table in the bar as the restaurant was packed. I finally managed to get a manager to come help me get ice and inquired about where the rest of the bar staff was at and she told me that they didn’t staff for it. She then told me I had to take all the tables in the bar plus bartend. If you’ve ever waited on tables before, you know how impossible this would be. I told her I would take care of the bar only, none of the tables, and she then said if you don’t handle the tables that I’ll lose my job.
My response to that was to make the last couple of drinks for those at the bar and then leave. As I started making my way to exit via the lobby, the manager stopped me to ask where I was going. I handed her my apron, the uniform shirt off my back, and my key fob, and told her to fuck off. She screams you won’t ever work here again! as I left. Whatever lady.
Total_Employment_146@reddit
About 25 years ago (back in the HR Dark Ages) I had a horribly abusive and inappropriate boss. When I decided I’d finally had enough, I came in one morning resolved to do the deed. Here’s how it went …
Me: I’m sorry but I just don’t think this is working out, so I am resigning effective immediately.
Boss: what??? You can’t do that. I’m just going to fire you.
Me: (big smile!!) oh! Okay!!! I will file for unemployment then. Thank you!!!
Boss: Godamnit!!! You can’t do this. You’re NOT fired!!! You’ll just have to quit.
Me: Okay. That’s what I was saying…
Boss: I just can’t believe you’re doing this! I was a GOOD BOSS!!! I didn’t sexually harass you or ANYTHING!!!
Me: Well, yes you kind of did. You always leave the bathroom door ajar to yell things at us while you’re in there and you are constantly screaming expletives at us so …. Like I said, I’m just going to leave now.
As I’m walking out the door (empty handed) he’s yelling at me to leave my laptop on my desk.
Jackwagon.
emvs73@reddit
Not me, but husband. We both worked in customer service at a large mutual fund firm in the 90s and took a long weekend for Mardi Gras in New Orleans. I requested time off on each end of the weekend; he hated the job and decided to try to get fired.
I don’t recall what he did for Friday but was in the room when he called in on Monday.
Explained he was out of town and wouldn’t be coming in Monday or Tuesday, probably not Wednesday either.
(Insert tinny Charlie Brown teacher noise between his responses.)
No, he wasn’t sick.
No, not a flight delay. He drove.
Nope, the car was fine.
Yes, he was safe.
(Longer pause with tinny Charlie Brown teacher noises.)
“I’m in New Orleans at Mardi Gras, there’s a parade and after party tonight, and I’m going to stay a few more days.”
She. Still. Did. Not. Fire. Him.
BununuTYL@reddit
I (59) retired a year ago. I gave two months notice and provided a transition plan that outlined exactly what I was going to complete as well as a number of priorities and tasks my successor would need to do.
I literally drew a red line in a spreadsheet indicating such.
My then boss, who was a nitwit, asked me if I was going to complete several tasks that were listed below the red line.
I said “No.”
Strong_Molasses_6679@reddit
I feel like the most Gen X way to leave would be to just stop showing up, ignore their email and calls, and let them figure out what the hell happened.
Glittering_Estate_72@reddit
Yep, my only cool quit story, was on my birthday, bad people in the office bought me a cake, I left it untouched on the reception desk for them to find the next morning. Filed for unemployment with all the receipts about the companies sleezy behavior and never spoke to any of them ever again. Just for clarity I was comptroller for about a dozen privately owned Ace check cashing stores. That place was seriously bad news.
UsernameForgotten100@reddit
That must have been a wild job, what were the interest rates for the customers for the short term loans?
Glittering_Estate_72@reddit
Oh, that shit was insane Payday Loan crap, but at least that was out front, it was what was going on with the books and employee payroll that was a serious criminal problem.
UsernameForgotten100@reddit
Glad you got out before any of the sleazy stuff got associated with you. I worked a second job in phone collections for a subprime auto lender, those interest rates were high and for good reason. Company followed all the rules, lots of regulations in the industry.
liko@reddit (OP)
This is line with what my wife and I have been thinking. Current company has the “perk” of unlimited PTO. Been thinking about testing just how unlimited it is.
ApprehensiveWalk2857@reddit
I truly believe this happened but I wasn’t there. When I was about 16-17, a buddy sprayed his boss with the ketchup hose, told her “the bag” and walked out of Burger King.
tinyahjumma@reddit
Not me but my kid. Was working 60+ hours a week as a welder. Hired by contract and was supposed to be transitioned to a full employee upon the passing of a drug screen. My kid doesn’t even use caffeine, so no problem.
First time, kid can’t pee, and they say no problem, come back tomorrow. Came back the next day, but not allowed because they had been logged as a refusal to give a sample. Clinic people said no problem, we just need a new authorization number from HR. HR doesn’t answer the phone. Kid calls a coworker to physically walk over to HR. The relevant HR person is out for the day. They say no problem, come to HR on Monday, and we’ll give you a new number. Kid shows up on Monday, and HR says you have to wait another 90 days because you didn’t do your urine sample within the deadline (the day there was no HR person). So my kid said, “you know what? I’m going home.”
My kid felt really bad about at quitting on a whim. But the upshot is that they decided working 60+ hours a week at age 20 was not the most fun, and decided to give college a shot. They have started a mechanical engineering program.
cosmic_scott@reddit
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PutPuzzleheaded5337@reddit
I was in high school and worked part time at a well known steakhouse. This was during the recession of 1984 and there was no work. I was paid $2.45/hour and the managers (three of them) were absolute shit lords. I was the dish washer or “dish pig” and my duty at close was to dispose of the three 50 gallon garbage cans that were full of food waste (mopped the kitchen floor out first). Keep in mind, this is Bonanza restaurant so it’s a super busy business. I’m excited about going to a house party after work but noooo, the three assholes came into the kitchen and accused me of losing silverware in the garbage. They kicked all four garbage cans on my clean floor and said “if there’s no silverware, we will clean it up”. They literally made me crawl on my hands and knees sifting through the muck. When nothing was found, they threw a fork into the mess and told be to clean it all up. No prob,…they went back to the office laughing and I went to dry storage and loaded approximately 100lbs of new silverware and dishes into the garbage and “liberated” about 75lbs of vacuum packed chicken breasts. I quit on the Monday and next Saturday hosted a block party with free food. If you want a “rage quit story” our grill cook went outside and jumped up and down on one of the managers new Ford pickup completely caving in the hood then walked away. I still don’t understand how some managers can treat kids (and adults) so poorly.
beetus_gerulaitis@reddit
I’ve long had a fantasy quitting scenario after winning the lotto. The last place I worked was toxic - rarely anything specific, but a miasma hung over the place. It was like our company president was a Sith and everyone was under the spell of his dark force powers. I later learned other people referred to it as “working at the Death Star.”
So the quitting fantasy goes like this:
I hire a band to play in the office, unannounced. I play trad Irish fiddle - so someone good like Danú or Solas. I’m playing with them, and everyone leaves their desks to see what the commotion is.
People are getting into it and we’re lashing out the reels. Eventually the boss comes up and that’s when I tell him, “I quit.” I don’t stop playing, we just keep going.
That’s it. That’s the quitting fantasy.
BTS_ARMYMOM@reddit
My husband is a tech consultant. The client he is working at has a requirement that if you have been there for two years, you have to convert or leave. "Just tell me where to mail my laptop"
slade797@reddit
I went back into the newspaper business a few years ago, and worked at a small, failing paper as editor. It was a disorganized, grabasstic clusterfuck of a company. I turned the subscription numbers around, had people stopping me in the street to tell me how much they like the paper, some pretty positive things happened. Anyway, one weekend the shitbox company computer died, so I had to reconstitute a bunch of pages, and I did it, it was not my best work but not my worst and still better than it was before I started there. So I got it to press (early, as was my standard MO) and felt pretty relieved. Then the publisher called me into her office, and proceeded to tell me that she didn’t like the fact that there were only a few byline stories, that I had used local copy that was submitted, on and on. While she was spewing her misinformed screed, I stood up, took the office keys off my key ring, and when she paused I asked, “You don’t like the way I’m running the paper?” She said, “No, I do not.” I threw my keys in her desk and said, “Then do it your damn self,” and walked out.
AHippieDude@reddit
I worked in a warehouse and we were notorious for having water gun, and tape ball fights, and the "office" people were as fair game as anyone.
One day I caught one of the managers and had my super soaker right in his face and he said "do it and your fired".
Another guy who was behind him with a giant tape ball ( yes, they would hurt ) heard him and tagged him right in the cheek, as soon as he recovered and started to turn his head to see who it was I blasted him right in the mouth.
Yeah, I got fired, but to this day, fuck him.
It was a decent job but he was a prick
Float_0n@reddit
I once got sacked for writing ' I hate this f#@king sh#&te job', leaving the note where a customer saw it, and when challenged by my asshat manager, refusing to take it back. No regrets.
Affectionate_Song_36@reddit
I once worked in a law firm that had Evil Company as its sole health insurer, so we were forced to use them. They denied one of my claims, so I drew a little sign for my cubicle with the company name and this on it: 🚫. The next morning, I got an email from HR telling me to take it down because unbeknownst to me, Evil Company was also our client and a partner had complained. I took it down and left soon after, because I needed a better health insurer.
ModMiniWife34@reddit
This was not me, but a co-worker. He quit in a very non-dramatic way, just a fed up sigh, said that’s it I’m done and exited the building. Got in his convertible, top down and actually blared “Take this job and shove it” at full volume as he made several slow laps through each of the parking lots of 6 buildings.
Flahdagal@reddit
Not me but my replacement. I changed jobs within my company, taking a lateral move to another group to get away from my increasingly unhinged bi-polar, unable to manage their anger boss. Not exaggerating, his management sent him on an anger management course.
My replacement lasted a few weeks then walked over and flipped his badge on boss' desk, said "I'm out" and exited. Neat and tidy.
elwood0341@reddit
Ironically, “Take this job and shove it” is about a guy who doesn’t have the guts to quit.
Techchick_Somewhere@reddit
Without doxing myself, 😆. I told a company who had fired the CTO , to whom my contract was tied, that they made a big mistake doing this. The tech side loved him but he rubbed the sales and marketing side the wrong way because they were a bunch of small minded princesses. I lasted another week and they bought out my contract along with some others that expressed their disappointment. I will no longer work for those who do not appreciate my experience and value.
Justthefacts6969@reddit
Boss: if you don't like it here you should find a new job (Friday)
Me: I thought about what you said and found another job. I'm giving my 2 weeks notice (Monday)
Ibuildthecoolestshit@reddit
My wife and I got tired of playing those games so about 10 years ago we downsized. Sold our house and all of our stuff except for a few things that all fit in a 5x10 storage unit. Now we like to say that we live our lives so we can quit and leave in 48 hrs flat. My wife has a high demand career that allows use to relocate very easily with company’s paying us to relocate. I’m in the trades so it’s easy for me to find jobs wherever we land. My current story goes like this: my current employer refuses to follow through with promises of raises and better benefits and my wife is not happy with her job. She put out word to her network and got an offer on Maui within a week. She accepted and we both gave notice out of the blue. No arguing or negotiating just I’m done. We will be gone in 2 weeks and they can eat a bag of dicks! They get no explanation and I only tell my coworkers about Maui so management only hears through the grapevine. If you treat me like shit I just remove myself from the situation so fast it makes your head spin. We have done this multiple times over the last decade and it’s so satisfying to watch their face.
thai-stik-admin@reddit
I was a manager for a software company where the owner was middle eastern and Muslim. He had a cute girl who was introduced as his “cousin” and I was newly single, started talking to her and pretty much hit it off. When he caught wind of this, I was called into his office along with my employee and was told my employee was now my boss. I immediately said here is my two weeks, I’m out. A month later I heard his American wife bailed on him in lake manner because the “cousin” was an arranged marriage.
1989DiscGolfer@reddit
I have an actual "Take This Job and Shove It" story that involves the Johnny Paycheck song! It was the end of the school year party for dining service employees at Ball State University circa 1993 if I had to guess, in the huge now-demolished LaFollette complex. Lots of us there enjoying ourselves with a big screen (projector perhaps?), and up goes the song and video. All of us chant the title in the chorus, which begins the song, hilariously loudly. Then when the regular verses started, nobody knew the lyrics and we all started mumbling to it for a few seconds, even more hilarious!
zombie_spiderman@reddit
When I was stationed at a USAF base in New Jersey, I made some extra money delivering pizzas on the weekend. They needed someone who was actually in the service to deliver to the base, so they hired a lot of us paid us under the table. One day, the owner was chewing me out about something trivial and said "I can get a replacement driver in FIVE MINUTES so don't give me any shit!" I drew upon all my military bearing and said "That's how you want it, you got it."
Fast forward to two weeks later, Superbowl Sunday. I was scheduled to start at noon, so I called him at 11:55 and told him I quit. "There's your five minutes, asshole"
ironeagle2006@reddit
Way back in 98 was an OTR driver for a company called Florilli out of Iowa. Well
evility@reddit
I was fresh out of college working at Cracker Barrel as a waitress. I'd been stuck in the smoking section for weeks. Nobody tipped well there (I have a story about Lebron James...) but smokers camped, mostly drank coffee, and left $1 tips. So, one day I reached the end of my rope. I saw my section, untied my apron, pulled my book out, threw it at the manager, and walked out. Never to be seen again.
hatred-shapped@reddit
Working in Australia and my boss informed me I couldn't go on my planned vacation. It was Friday I was leaving that night for a week long trip to New Zealand. She told me my work contract allowed her to do it. I explained I didn't work for her, I worked for our company (I was a US based contractor for the company) and that I did not have a contract.
About an hour of angry curse filled searching ensued where they couldn't find my non existent work contract.
Ended with her just ranting about me, the company, my mom, my country, my favorite color, etc. The I called HR and quit on the spot and spent two months riding a motorcycle around New Zealand and camping.
It was awesome.
Beast6213@reddit
I was working at Kmart when I was 16. It was my first real job on the books. Obviously I was still in high school. I got the job at 15 years old as that was the law at the time. The football season had just wrapped up and I needed to make some money so I could get myself a shit box of a car once I got my license.
Well, the football season was once again right around the corner, two a days were going to start over the summer, school was coming, so I was going to need to scale back my part time hours. When I ran it by HR, they told me I needed to get serious about my “career” and give sports up since “you’ll never make it to the NFL anyway”. Fair point, I guess.
I called my Mom to get some reassurance on my next move. The NFL wasn’t knocking down my door (fuck that…colleges weren’t either!) but I sure did love to play, and we had a great bunch of guys that all came up together (3 did make it to the NFL). I needed to know that Kmart was my destiny.
It wasn’t. Ma told me I should give them notice. On break that night, I wrote it on a K-Cafe napkin and slid it under the HR lady’s door before I left for the night. I got called in at the start of my next shift to talk about it and I said “I’m 16, and I only get one chance to be a kid, I have the rest of my life to be an adult. I’m gonna move that two weeks up”. I haded them their vest and name tag and bounced.
MulayamChaddi@reddit
Back in the ‘90s, I was working in an awful job at a bank. One Monday, we had a new hire arrive for new hire training. When they broke for lunch, he left, and never returned…
SidMarcus@reddit
I quit without notice on April Fools day.
I came in and waited on the retail floor for my manager to arrive. She sashayed in late as usual, coffee in hand.
Her: “and why aren’t you working?!” Me: (smiling) “cuz I quit” Her: (frowny pause) “oh ok, yeah, April Fools, very funny, let’s get going here” Me: (still smiling) “no seriously, I quit. I’m gonna go to HR now” Her: (not smiling at all) “YOU can’t quit! who’s going to cover this!?” Me: “don’t care, I just quit, bye!”
Went to HR, did an on the spot exit interview, shared a few choice bits, and they cut me my final paycheck right there.
Epilogue: Mgr was caught stealing and fired within the year. Fuck you Jennifer 😆
Ill_Economist_7637@reddit
I sent my email to the entire organization, from the newest person all the way to the CEO. I explained in great detail how terrible the leadership team was, including the memorable phrase “I wouldn’t trust this team to lead a pack of Girl Scouts across a quiet cul-de-sac, much less managing multi-billion dollar sales organization“. as far as I understand it, some changes were made in my immediate leadership team, but everything else remained pretty much the same. I have run into people from that company who I did not work with, who recognized my name and said “oh my God, you’re that guy“.
Low-Teach-8023@reddit
I was a teacher and at a new system. I figured out real quickly I didn’t like it. For example, a few weeks into the year, they gave my really good class to a new hire that knew the principal and I got a class of behavior problems. Somehow, they forgot to give me a contract so I kept quiet about it. I could quit anytime with no consequences. I contacted my old school at my previous district that had an opening. I asked if I could come back and that principal asked when could I start. I left an I quit letter on the principal’s desk a couple of days later while everyone else was at a staff meeting.
KaeSaid@reddit
This was back when I was working retail after retail job in one of the local malls, and living paycheck to paycheck. I worked for a seasonal Halloween place so I knew it wasn't going to be a long term job. I'd already interviewed at another place selling jewelry and was pretty sure I had the job, but not 100% about it, and even if it was a guarantee, my start date wasn't until early November. I was also working another part time job in a clothing store in the same mall, around the hours at this location, and I could not get them to give me more than maybe 20 hours a week at the time, which was why I had interviewed for the jewelry store gig.
The manager of the Halloween store was an entitled shit of a man child - he was money, several years older than me, and likely didn't even need the job. I was in my early 20s living in a two bedroom apartment with maybe four other people, eating ramen most of the time. Most of the staff of the store was young women that he had hired, myself included.
Because I had experience in retail and had been working since I was maybe 12, I was the assistant manager of the store. He was salaried and I was making barely minimum wage at the time. There were times he would work maybe 25 hours a week, and I made up every other hour the store was open - 10am to 9:30pm, six days a week, and 11 to 6 on Sundays. I stopped to figure it out one night, and I was working literally every hour the mall was open one week. He was also sexually harassing most of the female staff, including a girl I thought was a friend. At one point he cornered me in the store and put his hands on me. I was afraid it was going to go a little further unless something changed. And right around then, the clothing store let me go.
I had enough, and called the regional manager to let her know what was going on. She agreed to a sit down to talk about it. I walked into the meeting, and he was there. Before I even had a chance to say anything about what was going on, he but he with how my accusations had no foundation and he was calling his lawyer. I said I had others who would back me up, and then the regional manager says, "friend's name says you're making this up for attention."
I stood up, quietly unhooked the store keys from my keyring, put them on the table, and said, "You can find someone else to close. I can't work for a company that won't take this seriously," and immediately walked out of the office. Grabbed my stuff, and left the store. And then internally freaked out, because holy shit, I had rent due and no job at all. But I kept walking away.
Took several deep breaths, got myself a diet Coke, and walked over to the store I'd been interviewing at. The manager was in... And he not only told me I was hired, he was able to work with their regional manager to move up my hire/start date so I was only out of work a couple days.
Distinct_Plankton_82@reddit
I’ve never given them the satisfaction of a big emotional outburst.
And honestly the couple of times I’ve seen people do it, they just looked like children throwing a tantrum.
I’ve always thought the best way to deal with a super toxic environment was just to nope out.
New-Ad-4267@reddit
Was an all star employee at a local New England music retailer but that came to an end so I went to Guitar center. Wowed em with my resume, except one , the guitar floor manager who was top3 in the entire company and did not like me at all. I rose the ranks from accessories to pro audio, then pro audio manager swiftly, then when dude got promoted to the assistant store manager, I took over the guitar floor. Busy Saturday, me and the 8 people that worked in my department are hustling. Someone is closing a deal on an expensive guitar as I am doing the same. Assistant manager pulls me aside and asks what is going on with a guitar case, I explain it is for a deal and should be gone in less than 20 minutes. Back to work. 10 minutes later dude comes over and throws the fucking case at my feet AS I am taking a payment for a guitar. And says “I need this case taken care of.” I calmly handed the client back their cash, asked to be excused and if I could speak to him in the sales office, directly behind the guitar counter. Walked in an dude took his side next to the store manager like Vader &Palpatine. As I yelled “ I don’t know who the FUCK…(Picked up a half full water bottle from the counter and promptly launched it at dudes forehead) you think you are but no one treats me like that. Fuck this place and fuck you!” Walked out to applause as I left. Never returned.
LadybugGal95@reddit
My husband left a job. It wasn’t a particularly toxic company. They just had a policy that he was never going to be promoted because he didn’t have a college degree. Never mind the fact that he had 20 years in the industry, was an official beta tester for the company whose software his company had help launch (plus used exclusively for one step of their business), and could do stuff for them that no one else could, he was unpromotable beyond his current role. Locally, they hated the policy but it was a corporate policy. So they just shrugged 🤷🏻♀️.
My husband found a new job and put in his notice. He just happened to put in his notice on April 1. Two weeks later and he didn’t come in. All hell breaks loose. They thought it was an April Fools joke.
wicked_pissah_1980@reddit
Psycho boss lady overheard me talking shit on her and called me on the phone to confront me about it. “So you think I’m an asshole I hear?” Me - “Margret, my personal opinion of you has no correlation with my job performance. But ya know what, consider this my two week notice.”
Showed up for the next two weeks like nothing happened, got my last paycheck handed to me, she asks, “are you sure you want to do this?”
I just smiled in her face and walked out.
LariRed@reddit
Wish I had a story on par with the ending of “Office Space” but I did once quit a job and then set the microwave popcorn to five minutes in the break room kitchen. This was a high end law firm with lawyers who got paid like 1500/hr and I was the lowest on the rung of support staff. As such I got treated like crap. Every day it seemed like I ended up in the boss’s office because I said something or looked at someone the wrong way the day before. It was like trial by fire and it was wearing me down. One night I had enough. Quit on the spot, packed my stuff and popped their corn.
It wasn’t the high paid lawyers who treated me badly it was a few of their underlings. There was one paralegal who was such a bullying asshole. He dumped his used coffee in a sink full of cups I had just cleaned and then reported me to my boss the next day because I asked him why he did that. The boss didn’t seem to care that I found the paralegal disrespectful.
2_Bagel_Dog@reddit
An upper technical guy in the department gave the ultimate non-"shove it"
He formatted his hard drive and left. Wouldn't answer calls. Wouldn't answer texts. Just - poof - gone.
I guess they eventually sent someone to his house to talk to him. He was near retirement age, so not sure if he officially retired or quit, because he became like Voldemort: He who shall not be named.
Queen-Marla@reddit
This was waaaay back when I was 19 or 20. I worked at a gas station on the night shift, in a fairly sketchy part of town. Always showed up, did my job, decent worker, but I didn’t like the manager and he didn’t like me. About a week before Christmas, another employee told me they’d heard the manager say he was going to fire me after I worked the holidays (I wasn’t near family, so didn’t have a problem covering holiday shifts). I was PISSED. So at about 12:00 or 1:00 AM or whatever time it was, I called him and told him I quit and he had 15 minutes to get there or I was leaving the doors unlocked when I left (I didn’t have keys). He just said, “Bitch,” and hung up. Showed up within 10 minutes and called me a bitch again as I walked out. I didn’t say a word to him.
I was pretty tight with the owner of the station, and he did talk me into coming back to work. I got a little raise and I was promised that I wouldn’t have to deal with the manager, only the owner. I did go back, did ignore the manager completely, and not long after, was offered a better job elsewhere.
velvet42@reddit
Many years ago, I worked in a specialty toy store. My actual manager was pretty cool, but the 2 Boomer Biddies she had working under her as assistant managers were nasty, micro-managing twats. I only worked there about a half a year, but to be honest it should have only been a few weeks.
It was November when I started, and as you can imagine the Friday after Thanksgiving is an especially important day for a toy store. So that means I had only been there a week or two when, the day before Thanksgiving, my mammaw passed away. I went in to the store to let them know in person, because I was going to need to take bereavement leave to travel out of state on the day after Thanksgiving. One of the biddies was working. Her words to me that day were what got thrown back into her face when I quit
I'd love to say I said this to her myself, but by that point I couldn't even stand the sound of her stupid voice any more. When I'd finally had enough, I discussed it with my husband and picked a day during the coming week to just no call/no show (the only job I've ever done that with). It was a day I was supposed to be opening with her. We set our alarms so we could be ready for her call. My husband answered the phone, and when she asked to speak with me, he told her:
He told me her response was ".... .... Hold, please", but all I heard was him laughing and hanging up the phone
North_Artichoke_6721@reddit
My old boss used to say things like “you will do XYZ if you want to keep your job” and it was during the recession and I needed that job. This usually involved unpaid overtime, unpaid weekends, etc.
Finally I had had enough, I went online and interviewed with several companies and found a great one and got hired. I signed all the paperwork.
Then I asked for a meeting and I said “so you know how you said I would come in early and stay late and work on the weekends with no extra compensation, and I would do all those things because I wanted to keep this job? Well, it turns out I don’t. My last day will be the 18th.”
So I didn’t quite quit on the spot. I gave my two weeks notice. But it felt good.
Omshadiddle@reddit
Not me but a colleague. Sorry…it’s long.
He was a good solid hand and a content expert in the public service.
At the time we worked to a very ambitious and demanding Minister who was known for late night calls and emails demanding briefings the next day on whatever shiny thing caught his attention. This becomes important later.
My colleague was of an age when a vaguary of superannuation structure meant it was actually more financially beneficial to retire at 54 years than to stay on for longer.
Shortly before he hit 54 he was asked to stay on and act up in a higher role to fill a critical position.
He did his sums, and came back and said that the only way it would work for him financially was if they would bump up his life insurance to ensure his wife would not be disadvantaged in the event of his death while still working.
This very reasonable request was refused out of hand, with a renewed request/demand that he take on the acting position, which he politely refused.
In his last week, the Minister pulled a 2am special, demanding an urgent briefing the next day on a thing, with photos and details attached. From memory the thing in the photos was red.
His return brief consisted of two words.
‘Nice colour.’
His audacious mic-drop was the whispered talk of the department for months after, and he remains my hero.
ShimmyxSham@reddit
I’m going to be 53 in August and I’m so done working for a wage. Is retirement like being on vacation full time? Because I’m in.
But in all reality, I’ll go back to work on Monday and do it all over again.
Jeez, my life sucks
ShadowyTreeline@reddit
It's not particularly exotic, but I remember this one: My friend was getting chewed out by the boss in his office, and he reached his tolerance limit. He yelled "Fuck you, I quit" and stormed out of the office and down the hall.
A few seconds later he stormed back into the office and yelled "And your jokes were never funny!" Then he stormed back out again.
lowfreq33@reddit
Maybe not that great a story, but it’s what I’ve got. I worked at a Chili’s for about a year. Extremely busy location, they weren’t everywhere yet and it was the new trendy chain. I was 18, had a few years of kitchen experience but nothing that high volume. Youngest person in the kitchen, and they just gave me shit every single day. Stuck me on fry station and I just stayed there. Wouldn’t train me on any other spot, and fry was absolutely the busiest station. Tons of prep, I had to fry cases and cases of chips all morning, and half the time the tortillas were still mostly frozen and I had to pry them apart, took all morning in addition to setting up the station, making batter, stocking everything that wasn’t restocked the night before. During service it was just chicken fingers and onion blossoms nonstop, no breaks, it was damn near impossible to even get a minute to go to the bathroom. Meanwhile everyone else is just chilling, cooking steaks, burgers, fajitas and tossing it on a plate. Never got a raise, even though I was promised one after 90 days. So one day I was about to leave for work and I just said I’m not going. Called them up, said I’m done, this job isn’t worth the $7.00 an hour you’re paying me, I’m done. Went the next week to a spot right down the street from my house, same pay but way better conditions. I was the only cook during lunch, I would do a little prep, might get 20 orders all afternoon. Step out for a smoke if I felt like it, chat with the bartender and the regulars. Like why was I working so hard for those people?
Careless_Lion_3817@reddit
It’s best to just quit with integrity and maybe get some therapy for your anger issues
Ihaveaboot@reddit
I quit my job of 25 years after we had a crazy new CEO take over and demand all remote employees return to the office 12 years ago.
That CEO (Meg Whitman) got shit canned within a year, and I was rehired with a fat raise.
So FU, Meg!
Natas-LaVey@reddit
This was back in the late 90’s, I was the youngest tech in the shop by a mile so least experienced but the most gung ho. I worked circles around all the other techs who were decades older than me. I was faster and cockier than any of them. I was also the most tech savvy of them all and the shop had just gone to doing our work orders on the computer. Ancient by todays standards (we all have our own tablets at our toolboxes now) but there was a computer in the shop and one in the office that you had to pull up the work order and fill out all the info on. It was some system that took multiple steps just to “close” your work order and nobody but me could really navigate it. I would often have to run in and help the manager and the front desk with the system. We had a job that one of the other mechanics had screwed up come back in on a tow truck and the customer was supposed to be driving somewhere on vacation that day. They needed it done fast so they gave me the job because they couldn’t afford one of the other mechanics who were just hanging on till retirement to screw it up again. I hammered through the job and finished 2 hours after the shop had closed. So I assumed I was getting 2 hours overtime. End of the week when I went to leave I checked my time card and there was no overtime. It was closing time and I questioned the manager about it and he directed me to the owner who I called right then. He gave me some “sometimes we have to take one for the team” speech and I wasn’t having it. I threaten to quit. He thought he would call my call my bluff and I wasn’t bluffing. There was chest puffing on both our parts but ultimately I quit. Right then I pushed my toolbox out of the shop and called a tow truck buddy to come help me. By middle of next week they were calling and offering a raise to come back. I already had another job. The owner called and tried to apologize, didn’t help. Then he had the nerve to ask me to come and at least help them with the computer because they were struggling and couldn’t figure it out. I spewed enough crap to the owner that I couldn’t use them as a reference!
IntrovertInHiding@reddit
Well, this is bit before I finally called it quits: I’m retired from a company that provides security & transportation to (mainly) the music industry. However we have private wealthy and some sports folks as well. I had a client that is a retired (American) football player. He is a racist asshole, but liked me as his driver. And he tipped well.
One night he had company, another football player. I don’t know anything about any sports, and I don’t know if he was retired or not. But, VERY nice guy. Why he hangs out with this prick I have no idea.
All night long, every time I hit a bump or a chuckhole it was because I’m a stupid white MFer. Finally I got enough after around 4 hours of this.
I was driving them in a limo between two populated cities so they could go bar hopping. The rude asshole told me to pull over because he has to piss.
So I told him I’d take the next exit and find a safe, clean place for them to go. He told me to pull over on the side of the road and stop talking back (Boy) before I lose my job.
I pulled over, they got out and walked to the tree line to piss, I put it in drive and left. Everything he said to me that night had been recorded and I was hoping he would call my Boss (which is a good friend of mine I’ve known and worked with for over 20 years) and complain about me and insist on me losing my job.
And he did. And they dropped him as a client. They also took $250 on top of the nightly rate for that night as a tip for me.
Extra-added feel good moment: the following night he got drunk and drove his Mercedes 2-seater bar hopping. He fell asleep at the traffic light directly in front of the Police Station. The police literally walked out to his car as arriving cars blocked traffic with their lights. Because there were so many witnesses he was arrested for DUI and a few other misdemeanors. I would imagine one of the officers seen him home nice and safe.