Staying in a crappy job just because you can't afford to leave it always sucks. Sometimes it can lead to the most epic of "I Quit!" moments when you finally get so frustrated you can't stand it anymore, though.
Reddit user u/dogredsox asked:
I may have told this story on here before.
In high school, myself and a bunch of friends worked at a newly opened Steak n' Shake restaurant in town. At first it was fun. We could work and goof off a few days a week after school. As the months went by, most of my friends quit and I was the last person of my group left working there. As my friends quit, the management didn't bother hiring replacements. On the nights that I was scheduled, I was working a three-person station all by myself.
A few weeks of this went by, and it was incredibly stressful. Trying to keep up with orders from the dining room and drive thru, with no help was daunting. On top of that, I'd have waitresses coming back and screaming at me, the drive thru guy screaming at me, and eventually the managers coming back to yell at me.
After one particular rough evening, my shift finally ends and I head to clock out. Literally as I'm heading for the door, the manager on duty (a particular omega-class asshole) runs in front of me, blocks the exit, and says that I can't leave, because they don't have someone coming in to cover the overnight shift (it was a 24-hour restaurant). I explained to him that I'm a high school student and cannot work past 9 pm. I also have homework and studying that I need to do.
After a few minutes of arguing, he won't budge. Rather than continue this charade, I pretend to clock back in, then walk to the back and proceed to climb out the drive thru window. As I'm walking around the parking lot, the manager sees me out the window and throws his hands up like, "WTF are you doing?"
I respond by firing back with both middle fingers and a lewd gesture. It felt so satisfying.
My friends story:
She was getting laid off by a firm whose business dried up. She was hired by another firm and quickly realized the CEO, while good at the stuff the company did and a good salesman had no idea how to manage people, plus he was really cheap.
He was constantly changing his mind, making outrageous demands (once she got called away from her birthday party on a Saturday night because he had an idea and wanted all hands on deck to make it happen *now*) and underpaid everyone.
So her year end review comes. And bonsues were supposed to be a big factor in compensation. She has had positive reviews by her direct bosses for most of the year.
And the ceo tells her she isn't good enough to get a bonus.
She's livid but needs the job so she bites her tongue.
Then she goes and job hunts like a mofo. Winds up getting a better job offer (well better salary, theoretically the bonus would make this job better). So she goes to his office about two weeks later and asks him to reconsider etc. Points out when she was hired this was sold as a major part of her compensation.
No dice he says. It's not a given and he just doesn't think she's good enough.
She says she has a job offer. So you need to match this or I'm quitting.
He then said fine, but I'm not paying out your vacation and you need to work the next two weeks.
He didn't know her supervisor had already approved a two week vacation for her, and was absolutely livid.
Promoted to assistant manager at Gamestop, specifically to go to another store to help deal with one of the biggest Loss Prevention disasters the district had been dealing with for months. Had worked for the company for four years, including the transition from EB Games. Survived *multiple* "Nearly the entire store is fired for stealing" nightmares. Because. You know. I don't steal.
Help clean up the store, and get everything back on track. One morning, I even found $2000 worth of XBOX 360's that weren't in the inventory. Double check. Triple check. I could have walked out the door with them, and nobody could have known. Call the district manager, who thanks me and tells me to enter them in inventory.
Overall the store is doing better. Not great, but things are moving in the right direction. Get a much better job offer, though I'm not going to start for a month. Immediately give my notice. Soon after that, the company isn't pleased with the Store Manager's performance, so he's fired, and the temporary store manager *and* the District Manager *beg* me to not quit early, since the Store Manager was a good friend and they thought I'd be pissed. I assured them that I wouldn't do that.
Last day comes and goes, leave on good terms. A few months later, i decide to reapply as a sales associate to get some extra cash during the holidays. They tell me I'm on the no-hire list because the store I had worked at had lost so much money to theft. Yes, the very same store I was hired to help clean up. The one where I'm on record having brought $2000 worth of hardware to upper management's attention that I could have walked out the door with.
I was working a job at a Hollywood Video for fun. I had just been let go from a dot com with a cushy severance and was taking it easy for a while and had decided to go back to doing something fun to get me back out of the house. SO Hollywood Video it was.
I got paid one step up from minimum (something like $7.30/hr) but I could rent all of the DVDs I wanted free (3 at a time) and got an employee discount on all of the previously viewed movies I wanted. So to me it was a sweet deal, the work wasn't hard and it paid for what few bills I had at the time so I wouldn't eat my savings away.
In any case, I didn't need the job. But I liked it and I was good at it. The manager saw this and within 2 weeks I had a key to the door for opening and closing shifts. Again fine, it wasn't rocket science and I enjoyed talking to people about movies.
Then I was assigned closing on friday night (midnight) and opening on saturday morning (8 AM). At first it wasn't an issue but it was miserable, after two weeks I was done. I couldn't do it any more it was exhausting. I looked at the schedule and saw that I was scheduled for the back to back again and called the manager to tell her I couldn't do back to backs anymore. She said ok she would change the schedule. Two days later, nothing. I called her back, she said she couldn't find anyone to change and that if I could please work this last one she would make sure the schedule was changed the following week. Fine, I would do it once more but this is the last time I really can't keep doing this.
That week goes by and the following weeks schedule comes out. I'm scheduled for it again. I called the manager and told her I couldn't work it. She tells me that it is what I am schedule for and she has no one else to work it. I tell her she needs to find someone else and hang up. I am livid at this point but I hear nothing back and nothing changes on the schedule.
That Thursday I am working my shift and the manager comes in. I tell her to choose either Friday night or Saturday morning and that in no uncertain terms am I working both shifts again. I remind her of her promise. She looks at me and says "you will work what you are scheduled, there's no one else to take those shifts, you are it". I am pissed at this point. I start slamming DVDs around as I check them in, slamming my cash drawer closed. I am just livid. She makes the comment without looking up from what she was doing, "you don't have to slam everything around pouting".
That was it, I literally stopped what I was doing, stood still, took the store keys out of my pocket, dropped them on the counter and walked out to her asking where I was going. Hours of unanswered calls later she finally stopped trying.
It sucked because it was a fun job at the time but if the management starts to take that kind of attitude towards their employees, I'm done. I felt bad for the other employees but hope that she had to work those shifts herself.
I work at a small local engineering firm owned by a husband and wife. They're fantastic bosses. A couple years ago, we had another husband and wife couple get hired to be drafters. They were pretty lazy employees - spent half they day watching YouTube. That kind of stuff. After about 6 months, the bosses go on vacation. The next day, the drafter couple come in and say today's their last day. They're moving about 8 hours away. Totally out of the blue. We were all like, "uh...ok..did you talk to the bosses? Did you give any notice??"
"Oh yeah we talked to them yesterday and gave two weeks notice, but they said to feel free and go ahead and move so we can get our kid settled in a new school before the new year starts."
"Alright, well good luck"
They worked maybe 3 hours but put a full day on their timecard. Then they sent out a company-wide email thanking everyone for being so nice to them while they were here, blah, blah, blah. It was touching. The next day, the bosses call and were like "what happened with so-and-so??" They had no clue. The email was the first they heard of it.
I really like my supervisor but hated my job. He was a real cut up so that made it livable.
I got a new job and handed him my written two weeks notice. Just my luck it was April 1st, he didn't believe me. Every day I'd remind him how many days left. He started getting testy, he'd played a long game himself but this was too much.
Apparently he was quite surprised when I stopped showing up!
I had to lay off my entire staff (and myself) with 8 hours notice.
I was the contract project manager on a government project (office type work). At our periodic review on a Thursday, the government announced they would not be renewing our contract and our last day was Friday (the next day).
I brought everyone into the conference room first thing the next day, let everyone know that we were all out of a job and that today was everyone's last day. I had everyone email me their resumes, and we went over everyone's on the conference room projector and updated them over the course of the day. I then printed out "reference" sheets for everyone, and we all spent the remainder of the day writing letters of recommendation for each other. I ordered everyone pizza, and bought everyone a round of drinks at the bar next door. Most folks had jobs by the end of the next week.
A co-worker of mine at Subway when I was working during college. It's the lunch shift of one of the busiest shops in the area. Guy gets halfway through making a sandwich, looks at the customer and then our manager and says..."Til next time bro" and just walks out. Never came back, not even to pick up his final paycheck. When I left to go back to school, I left 100 sticky notes in random places throughout the store that said "Til Next Time"
Relayed to me by one of my buddies. Way back when we were still in HS my friend's coworker was getting fed up with the supermarket they worked in. It was a few towns over in a not so nice area and was right off the highway so that made it super busy and a lot of out of town commuters. He was going away to college and hated management. On his last day a woman walks up to his line and tries to brow beat him into taking a bunch of expired coupons. He tells her he needs to check with his supervisor and slowly pulls out a Jack in the Box from under his till and methodically places it on the scanner and just starts cranking the thing.
When it finally pops he looks her in the eye and just says "Yeah, he said no". She flipped out and screamed for a manager while he just cracks up, takes off his smock and walks out. Edit: Sent a link to my buddy who wanted to correct a few points. Apparently we were older than I remember (Freshmen in college). The guy who quit was a HS senior. Also, he said it wasn't as smooth as I made it seem. The person who quit had already told his friend/coworker (same HS I assume?) about his plan and they were both barely keeping it together.
My first quitting story - My boss told me that we were going to spend our breaks doing mandatory Zumba, and I told her I was going home.
I put in my two weeks at a call center and my supervisor (who was great the whole time i was there) said "Yeah, I'm just gonna give you two weeks paid vacation. I know how done you are with this place- with your notice in, I give it an hour before you would call the first rude customer you got a c*cksucker. Have a nice life man, it's been good working with you"
Wherever you are these days Chris... good call, you were 100 f*cking percent right. F--- that place and its customers.
Didn't happen to me but I got to watch this happen.
I went into a Taco John's and ordered a super burrito with no tomatoes or black olives, to go. They weren't super busy but there were a couple of orders ahead of mine.
So I'm standing near the counter watching them put items together and I see that they have started on my burrito. The cook loads it up with everything and wraps it up. He has it in his right hand and reaches up with his left to clear out the order on the monitor. He stops for a moment when he realizes that he f---ed up by putting everything on the burrito. He is facing me and he turns around and fires a 100 mph fast-ball burrito against the back wall. He walks into the back room, takes off his Taco Johns shirt, puts on a T-shirt, grabs his smokes and his drink and heads out the back door.
30 seconds later the girl running the drive-thru wants to know where Brian is. I pointed him out to her as by now he is walking across the parking lot toward downtown. I told her that I think Brian gave his notice. She says a few choice words and wants to know what I ordered.
Way to give it the man, Brian!
I was a janitor at an elementary school. I worked there for several years and was popular with that k-1st grade teachers. I had to move to a different shift so I could work another job. So I swapped with another janitor that the 2nd grade hallway teachers liked. It made them mad I suppose and they would file complaints on my work and I often got called into the office. I was doing my job, but they wanted their other guy back. They were even being rude to me to my face. After several months of this, I get called to the office. My supervisor says "one more incident and I'm going to write you up" I was calm and said, "that's ok, I'd like to put my 2 weeks in". He looked shocked and said "Uh, don't you need some time to think about this?" I said "I have. Their opinion of me isn't going to change, and I rather save us some time " while not that epic. The look of "wth?" On his face was priceless. It was nice being able to quit like a calm reasonable person. In conclusion, I went back to school and got a much better job I enjoy.
Nameless photography studio that's been in and out of business in certain cheap stores.
They were shady as heck. Like, not ordering customer's images so they could get them to come in for another session to try to get them to buy other stuff.
My regional manager was a bitch and would make fun of employees behind their backs. (One girl she called horse/mule/donkey because she had large teeth. One girl they nicknamed "Hooker Beth" because her outfits were more revealing than SHE liked. Etc.) I'm sure I had a name, but she was terrible and I hated her.
The company also sucked and would clock us out automatically, even if we were still working. There was NO overtime, even though you were expected to work it. And if you did over 40 hours..they'd split it so you'd only get 40 one week and then 40 the next.
So one day (a Thursday) I have a lady come in, looking for invitations she had ordered for her kid's birthday party. They are no where. I call the store manager who says "Oh, I didn't like her, so I didn't order them." Now, I've had enough of this place and had a job lined up that was going to start in 2 weeks. So I tell the lady what the SM said, and gave her corporate's number.
She called them, in front of me, and they basically played dumb. While she's on hold they call me and begin to cuss me out about how I told the customer this/that/everything. They said that I'd be docked pay for this. I laughed, said "it, this isn't worth it." Told the girl on the phone that I was quitting.
Gave the lady some free gift cards for her troubles, shut the store down and left.
Regional manager gave my cell phone # out to all employees to have them prank me. She also tried calling me several times, left some threatening voicemails about how she would ruin me and my career. Still waiting on that.
Ended up going to see a friend that weekend and it was like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I slept for 12 hours that Saturday.
I was working as a field manager for a company that had a small team. They had recently hired 2 new guys who were fairly green to the industry but not totally brain-dead.
One guy, let's call him Gary. He's kind of quiet, kept his head down. I had a distinct feeling that he didn't like me, because as his direct supervisor it was up to me to train him up. Granted, I wasn't the best teacher, as I was somewhat blunt and direct. But never insulting or demeaning.
It's a slow week, and we're cleaning up our warehouse. The five of us are all knocking it out so we can get out early, but Gary is kind of slacking off. Since he's not really putting much effort in, I ask "Hey Gary, can you run the garbage out?" So he loads up the truck and heads out to the dumpsters behind the building (we had a lot of trash). But leaves behind the cardboard... So I think he's making two runs, to kind of stretch out the workload, right?
He comes back, and proceeds to not also take the cardboard. "Yo Gary - can you also do the cardboard." He gets pissed, storms out to the office, and proceeds to scream about me being a dick to him, to the bosses.
Important note, I did not know this. I figured he was going to hit the bathroom?
I walk into the office about 5 minutes later to hear him complaining about how I'm an ahole. The people he's telling this to look at me over his shoulder, and I realize that he's talking mad shi*tabout me. He realizes it, turns around, and it's a classic "oh f*ck."
So my one boss, he tells Gary that I am his supervisor and while he may not like me, he has to at least do as I ask, provided it's within reason. And taking garbage and cardboard out is part of our regular duties, and we all take care of it. Gary gets insanely pissed, starts screaming about how we're all just buddy buddy, and quits. He removes his keys from his belt (we have truck keys) and literally THROWS THEM at my boss, and storms out cursing.
We're all in shock and I'm feeling kinda bashful.
Gary comes back in 5 minutes later and asks for the keys... because his own car and house keys were still attached.
Once he gets them, he says "f*ck you" to all of us, and storms back out.
So epic. To this day, still my favorite of all time quitting stories.
I worked for Best Buy back in the early 2000s, before Geek Squad, as one of their computer techs while in college. The job itself wasn't horrible, but it was boring as hell because anything past a simple upgrade was sent out to some depot, so I wasn't very invested in the job. On top of that, they never got around to ordering my work shirts, so I just walked around in a black polo I already owned instead of a black Best Buy polo. You'd think that was a hint that they didn't give a sh!t about their employees, but then came all the issues with scheduling. I had a very rigid and predictable school schedule: 8AM to 330PM every day. I told my boss when he hired me about it, and he said it wasn't an issue. However, they kept scheduling me for Noon to 8PM or some weird sh*t that conflicted with my schedule at college. After the first few times of "Where the hell have you been!" it kinda became a running joke...and I realized maybe a better job was a good idea.
Cue the biggest shopping day of the year: Black Friday. Store was set to open at some ungodly early hour like 3AM, so they wanted everyone at the store at 2AM to get ready. I drag myself in, and an hour later all hell breaks loose. Customers being aholes, coworkers being grumpy, and the store manager being a dick to everyone. It sucked, I was tired, and we quickly figured out that there was no intent on giving any breaks even though we were scheduled enough hours to legally require one.
About 5AM rolls around and coworkers are getting pissed at management for no breaks and started treating customers like crap.
Manager comes over and starts yelling, so I take off my name tag, throw it on the counter and tell him I quit, right in front of the computer dept staff and customers and grab my coat and start walking out. He yells after me "YOU HAVE TO TURN IN YOUR SHIRT RIGHT NOW!" to which I turn around and yell back "I'VE BEEN HERE THREE MONTHS AND YOU NEVER GOT ME A SHIRT!"
Petty, but damn that felt good.
Edit: Someone gave gold for this and said "Sorry we are late. Here is your shirt." LOL I love Reddit, thanks stranger.
Worked at a job for over eight years. Was promised a promotion if I stayed when I was about ready to look for something else. Was called into the office down the road a bit to be informed they were bringing in an ex employee who had quit a year or two before for the job I was promised. I had heard a rumor of this and had already made my decision. The boss looked shocked when I said I quit. I punched out and left. Simple but sweet.
My job told me since they fired the other supervisor I was just going to have to do his job from now on. My original job was insane now they expected me to double that with no compensation. Well it got old real fast and we had a seriously busy day and I decided I was done, I let $1,000,000+ of shipments sit in a trailer back in the corner and and told all my guys thanks for the hard work our day is done. I quit that day and the next day I got a call with them freaking out about all the money they lost, I just hung up on the boss and never looked back.
Dallas office, well established company with a new CEO. CEO writes an all-company email with some sort of harmless "inspirational" messaging about how we are going to crush it and do well, blah, blah, blah. Nothing to get worked up about.
A woman in accounting who was mild mannered and a hardcore Christian Texas lady does a reply-all that says something like: "Like we believe a word that pompous f*cker has to say."
She had been with the company for 15 years and came in super early to do the books, so by the time most people got to work, it had already happened. But people there at the time said that her reply-all went out, she made a loud (for her) squeak when she realized her mistake, calmly got an empty box from the mailroom, packed up her desk, walked out to her car without saying a word to anyone, and drove away. She was never seen again.
I was working in a grocery store for several years. The last year and a half, it was like they stopped bothering to try and train anyone else to do anything "extra" because it was just expected that I could handle it.
On top of being a cashier, I was expected to cover the store's coffee bar while the morning person went to lunch, took grocery orders over the phone (because some people apparently don't like using the store's online order form), getting the grocery orders together, light stock work, training new cashiers... you get the idea.
More than once, I either was given my break at the last possible minute (in one case, literally an hour before I was scheduled to leave), or, because I was at the coffee bar all day (because the person scheduled there called out), I was just sent home early since there was no one to relieve me (because the managers didn't want to be back there for a whole half hour). No extra pay for all that. Just an occasional "good job" followed by more work.
But I was eventually given an opportunity to leave, with a safety net-- the better half and I were buying a house well away from the store, and he gave me permission to quit whenever I wanted. Finances were good enough to where I could be out of work for a while.
I wanted to make it hurt, though. Years of being treated like a slave made me bitter as hell.
I gave my two weeks notice knowing that my last day would be right before the Mardi Gras weekend, when they would need all hands on deck. Especially since the store was near a major parade route. (For those not familiar, basically the later half of the week and weekend leading up to Mardi Gras, the parades really start ramping up in frequency.) And no, during that time, they did not bother training anyone else to do that extra stuff. The best part is that they were likely blissfully unaware of just how badly they were screwed until the new schedule came out that same day, and they didn't have anyone else to do all that extra stuff that they relied on me for.
Things there got even worse, and as of last year (according to the former coworker I ran into), there's one person handling most of what I used to. Oh yes, and they've thrown in new technology to make things more complicated. As I understand, the Mardi Gras weekend (and the actual day of) was a nightmare, seeing as how I was one of the fastest and most reliable workers.
Have you ever found yourself in an argument so stupid and/or pointless that you were sure you were being punked? Like you keep looking away from the other person to check your surroundings for places Ashton Kutcher and a camera crew could come popping out of?
You're not the only one.
u/Anti-hollowkid asked: What is the dumbest argument you've ever been in?Brace yourselves, folks. Some of these arguments are breathtakingly bonkers. The sheer number of people who are willing to argue with someone over provable facts and what that other person likes or doesn't like is just ... stunning. It's stunning, you guys. Just not in a good way.
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My wife and I once argued over whether or not I liked mustard on my hot dog. I was for me liking mustard, she was against me liking mustard.
The argument lasted way longer that you could ever imagine it would.
A Stair Step
My brother and I argued if our staircase had 13 or 14 steps, based on an argument about if the floor of the second floor counts as a stair-step or not. We still have no solution.
My dad is a stairbuilder and I spent many summers working at his warehouse, so I can clear this up. 14.
My husband and I have this thing where we only say "I love you" on Saturdays. Every other day it's "I love you, but only on Saturdays." I don't know how it started, but it's been going for 11 years now.
We're both shiftworkers, so sometimes we have to stop and think what day it actually is. We had an argument recently over whether it was Saturday or not. I said it was Saturday, he said it was Friday. It was Monday.
I remember when I was about 13 my parents had an hour-long shouting match that ended with them almost getting divorced. The issue? Whether or not the nation of Iraq has a coastline.
My mother arguing that Iraq had a coastline, while my stepdad argued that it did not. This was back in 2004, and they are still quite happily married to this day. That incident is something they look back on and laugh about, and both of them admit it was really a pretty stupid thing to argue over.
With an ex:
"I owe you $80 for the bills of ours that you pay, and you owe me $40 for the bills of ours that I paid. Here's $40 in cash; we're even."
She did not understand this.
I literally had to go get another $40 out of the ATM, and hand the $80 to her. Then I had her hand me the $40 she owed me.
"Now how much do you have in your hand?"
She still didn't understand.
She somehow has a college degree.
When we were kids my brother and I got in a physical fight because he said I like mini wheats and I insisted I didn't. His argument was that I always sang the mini wheats song and I was deeply offended that he wasn't aware that it was just stuck in my head but I hated the cereal. I actually did like the cereal I'm not sure why I was arguing with him about it but I remember how genuinely angry I was.
I'll tell you about the only legal trouble I've ever been in, the fight that got me arrested. It started over whether we should return a box of crayons or not, and to this day I don't have any idea how it escalated to the point of the cops being called, but they were and I was the one taken in.
My boyfriend insisted that when two people are in an argument and one makes a point so reasonable and logical the other one can't disagree with it - it's unfair. I tried, logically and reasonably, to explain several times why that is just winning the argument, proving your point thoroughly and is completely fair.
His answer was that I was being unfair.
How the ch in masochism is pronounced. My friend caught me saying "masoKism" while he would say "masoSYism."
To be fair, he grew up speaking French, in which the ch in masochism is pronounced in "his" way. But he insisted that I was the wrong one here and that was just infuriating.
A woman was adamant that looking at the big solar eclipse on the television was unsafe unless you were wearing glasses. She wouldn't believe us and insisted on emailing NASA to check.
A Non-Standard Ruler?
I worked for a company that made signs. We had a customer ask for signs that were 7mm wide that were to go on a door. Our sign makers figured the order meant inches because 7mm is pretty small, so made them 7 inches. I got a phone call from the customer who went mad at me for making them the wrong size. So I put a reorder through for 7 mm.
Argued with the sign makers over it but they eventually agreed to do it after I shown them the order in writing. I even had the customer put her complaint in writing, reiterating the size they wanted.
7mm signs went out and a day later I get the customer on the phone literally screaming at me.
Cue the dumb argument - we ended up having an argument over how big a millimetre is, and obviously everyone in the office were laughing, but this customer just wouldn't accept it and said we must be using a non-standard ruler to measure.
Ended up being escalating to the sales department manager who refused to issue a refund. We still don't know what they actually meant.
This Unusual Vegan Argument
Was in a pub with a few friends, and some random Dude dropped an ear, and somehow figured I'm vegan. Well, people like him are the reason I usually avoid mentioning it. He came up to me and insisted on starting a discussion about veganism. He claimed that by the end of it, I would be eating meat again.
He listed some stupid arguments, I told him I was not convinced and then tried to keep on drinking beer with my friends. He followed me, and wanted me to "try to convert him to a vegan." I stupidly listed some of my reasons thinking it would make him go away. He told me he still was not convinced, so I was like whatever. Again, I really just wanted to drink beer with my friends.
That dude followed me all night and expected me to try make him vegan. Doesn't matter what I said, and all the reasons that for me are obviously good enough to be vegan. He'd be just like "No, that doesn't convince me, therefore your argument and how you life is stupid."
Didn't matter how often I told him that I honestly don't care; 5 minutes later he would come up to me again "I'm still not vegan, so veganism is stupid, all your arguments were stupid, now give me a good reason to become vegan!" At one point, I was literally yelling at him that I don't give a single flying f about what he eats and why, that it's in no way my responsibility to "turn somebody vegan" and in no way his business what I eat.
Honestly, for that dude, I would have bought a whole ham, just to shove it up his stupid annoying face.
In college my roommate and I argued about a line in Monty Python & the Holy Grail. The scene with the Black Knight where the line "Alright, we'll call it a draw" is uttered. We argued about who said that line, whether it was King Arthur or the Black Knight.
It went on for hours longer than it should have because I was stubborn and refused to admit I was wrong.
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Whether Albert Einstein or Arnold Schwarzenegger would be more useful to have around during a Zombie apocalypse. How on earth would Albert Einstein come in handy!?
Below Sea Level
I live on an island and when you go upland and you look out the sea looks like it's higher than or on the same level as the land. It's just a weird perspective thing because of the horizon. One day some kid says that it's because the island is under sea level.
I'm like wtf bro all of us would be with the fishes. He argues that no that's not true and if I just go upland I'll see. We then spend a good 5 minutes of my time arguing about it until I decided to leave this kid in his stupidity. He even said we shouldn't believe everything adults tell us and sometimes we need to think for ourselves.
This kid was older than me and was going to a good school. Lost my respect for him ever since then.
Someone tried to fight with me over how to spell my name.
Now, my name is in a lot of languages with slightly different spellings. I would have accepted any of those spellings, but this one was just... Not even close. It didn't make any logical sense.
An analogous example is if my name was Thomas and someone was insisting it was spelled Tomash. And not just the name Thomas in general, but that me specifically, on my birth certificate, was named Tomash. I know how to spell my own name.
I swear to god, it went on for like an hour.
Whales Are Mammals
I was in an online chat room one day, and we were talking about whales. I commented on how whales are mammals and the next thing you know, someone was arguing with me and trying to convince me that a whale was a fish.
Stupid microwaves. Having a man child talk down to me about how microwaves work only for him to google it and prove me right. He slept on the sofa that night.
My friend keeps telling me that the norm is that a person should shower once a week. This has been going on for years. I'm almost convinced he's trolling me.
No Balloons For Grandma
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky.
He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space. Releasing balloons is terrible for the environment and kills/harms so much wildlife.
He got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
Spontaneous Dolphin ExistenceGiphy
How dolphins reproduced. It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence. The argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
I repeatedly had the argument with a friend over whether roosters were chickens. She was convinced that only the females were chickens (hens). We were 18 at the time.
Me and my friend were drinking underage, we ended up in an argument of whether lightning McQueen's eyes were blue or green. Somehow throughout the whole thing both of us never thought to straight up google a picture.
But ... Ice Floats
Woman wanted ice on the bottom of her drink.
Now read that sentence again and try to imagine arguing with that particular brand of stupid.
Time Zones Exist
Coworker claimed that it was the same time of day and the same season on the whole globe. Had to get 4 coworkers to confirm to him that time zones do in fact exist.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?"
"no, it's red"
"YOU CANT EVEN KNOW"
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
I'm late, but I saw this question and instantly remembered that I was booted from a Facebook group because I called someone out on a lie that was not only bull, but extremely pointless. She was friends with the moderator and they made the case that my argument over such a little lie was more of a problem than the lie itself (though they didn't refer to it as a lie.)
The woman said that she used to babysit for Andre 3000 and that his name was Andre 2000 - but he changed it after the year 2000 had passed. This was so easily disproven it was ridiculous. Their debut album came out in 1994 and he was already going by Andre 3000 at that time.
The argument wasn't a huge long drawn out thing, but the fact that either of us were on Facebook at separate times meant that the responses were over a long period of time so this argument lasted a few days.
It was stupid.
Stars Like Our Sun
I was arguing with my grandpa about stars he didn't believe that there are other stars like our sun. Basically he thought there is only the sun, the moon and the earth.
I have a degree in history. I mostly focused on nationalism. Wrote a 50 page paper on it and Richard Nixon with around 50 100 sources. Looked at micro film for hours on end. Part of the paper focused on how Nixon being chair of the house committee of Unamerican Activities was used as a powerful weapon to use against political enemies. It also inspired Joe McCarthy. Have had people tell me I was wrong and Nixon was never elected to a position besides the president and Joe McCarthy came before Nixon. I stopped trying to talk history to people.
I also know quite a bit about the history of the Balkans its amazing how many Serbs refuse to believe Tito did anything wrong.
Wrote 100 page paper on nationalism in Israel. Its frustrating to talk about because for some reason a lot of people think Palestinian firing rockets randomly into Israel is ok but if Israel retaliates the people get up in arms over a targeted air strike that kills 3 people.
Balloon to Heaven
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky. He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space.
And he got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
I got into an argument with a co-worker over how we were attaching two pages of a letter together: small binder clips or paper clips.
He felt that paper clips would leave a "dent" in the paper when removed, but binder clips won't. He refused to staple them together. I felt that binder clips would also leave a "dent", so we might as well just use the paper clips.
It ended with him saying: "Do what you want [me], I don't care!" and storming off.
Once got accused of faking being Jewish. Why? I have no clue. We argued over the course of a month, any time I'd bring it up and she heard about it, she'd begin going after me for "faking it".
My mother's side is ethnically Jewish. Grandparents were practicing.
3 friends and I once got into an argument about how to pronounce Nutella. It lasted for about 3-4 months. It was hilarious how serious we took it, it'd get heated but never for real serious.
I think someone even called the company that made it to check, or that may have been for the Cheetos company. We were really bored in high school.
Late to the party, but there it is.
I'm a manager at a small store. We're only 4 working there, so my team and I grew very close and we joke around a lot. Once during a slow shift, my employee and I had an argument because we were looking at the lingerie boxes, and I thought that two specific boxes had the same woman on it, but she was 100% positive they weren't the same person.
Looking back, I don't know why it was such a big deal to us at the time, but we even called another employee who lives across the street to come and tell us what the heck was up with that. Turns out I was right, and she was pretty salty about it. It was a great night.
Wicked Witch of the West
I almost got into an argument with an old girlfriend over Glinda the good witch from Oz. She insisted that Glinda was manipulating Dorothy to assassinate the Wicked Witch of the West and convince the Wizard to leave to create a political void she could fill.
I conceded the issue when I heard the whole premise because I thought it was too damn stupid to get worked up over.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself
Just the other day I legit got in an argument with my co-workers on why I don't like my butt being grabbed by anyone (I'm a guy). Seriously.
They went on about "I don't mind it. Mike and I do it all the time and we don't care." Yeah, that's nice dude, but I'm not you, and there's something called "Keep your hands to yourself" (which was taught to a good portion of us growing up). Just like how Karen wouldn't like it if I touched her boobs or her grabbing your crotch or frankly ANY area you wouldn't like being grabbed, keep away. In general, you should not be touching me in any areas after I've told you not to several times before.
So unless you're sleeping me or dating me, keep your damn hands off my toosh.
My best friend and I argued over whether or not telekinesis was possible. Her argument was that humans don't yet know what the human brain at 100% usage was capable of, and that telekinesis was inside the possibilities.
I said the brain does use 100%, just at different times.
We didn't speak to each other for four days.
How dolphins reproduced and whether or not ghost existed (back to back with the same person). It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence (the argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures).
How it shifted to the existence of ghosts is a solid and reasonable question to ask (I don't remember why). I had to then proceed to tell her that ghost hunting TV shows do not constitute as undeniable evidence.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day. This was in high school SO... hopefully she was kidding.
Dogs and ChocolateGiphy
I told this stupid woman that chocolate is toxic to dogs. She went on to tell me how a little bit will just make them hyper and then they will calm down. I told her to google it. Her and her bf shut right up. Now they have a kid. Good luck, Jeremy and Andrea. morons.
I should also add that this argument started because Jeremy was giving his tiny dog chocolate and I told him it was toxic.
Is water wet?
My roommate and I have a recurring argument over whether or not water is wet l, and whether or not a person is considered wet underwater.
For the record, it is no to both questions.
A kid a church telling me about the mission trip I went on. Not only was I not on that trip, but I had never been on any mission trip. We were good friends, so it's not like he would've mistaken someone else for me.
He insisted I was there as if an entire week long trip would just fall out of my memory. He even had stories of things we'd done together. I'm not sure if he thought I was lying, joking, stupid, or crazy, but I was pretty sure he was some combination thereof.
One time I got into a shouting match with my mom and little brother in the car. The issue? The names of the two-headed dragon from the PBS kids afternoon show Dragon Tales. I swore it was Zack and Macie.
It was actually Zak and Wheezie. I don't even remember why we were yelling about it.
Green Or Yellow?
When I was about 15 or so my mother and I spent about 20-30 minutes arguing about the color of a shirt. We agreed it was blue/green, but to me it was just a shade more blue, while to her it was just a bit more green.
Turns out, your eyeballs yellow as you age and hers were 24 years yellower than mine, so I think that skewed her color vision.
Stars In Their MultitudeGiphy
I once got in an argument over whether or not a line from the song "Stars" in Les Mis says "...but mine is the way of the lord" or "mine is the way of the law".
I didn't even really care what he thought but he was so adamant and cocky that it got me heated. By the end of it we were shouting at each other and I had to apologize, which I think is what he wanted the whole time.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?" "that's orange" "no, it's red" "orange" "YOU CANT EVEN KNOW".
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
About five years ago, my girlfriend (now wife) once had a very intense argument about whether or not hot water cleaned things better than cold water.
She genuinely believed that water temperature didn't matter. This is someone who has not one, but two masters degrees.
We argued for something like 2 hours, and we seriously almost broke up over the whole thing.
I had an argument with a girl IN THE MIDDLE OF A BIOLOGY CLASS in high school about how humans are not mammals. She thought a human was a human and we are not mammals because "mammals are animals and humans are not animals"
I tried explaining to her the difference between reptiles and mammals and how humans fall under the mammal category to try and educate her... but she just wouldn't listen.
I still have no idea why the BIOLOGY teacher did not get involved...
Solid Or Liquid?
Some classmates and I got into a heated debate as to whether or not the human body could count as a soup, salad, or sandwich. The teacher got mad at us, but hey! All we were doing was watching a movie.
For the record, my logic lays with soup- Liquid contained within a solid, at a hot temperature.