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.
Quitting a job can be a liberating feeling, but it can also be scary as hell... especially if you don't have another job waiting for you on the horizon.
Thanks to Redditor BurningDruid13, we have some answers to the following question: "Have you ever quit a job, without another lined up, for your mental health? How did it turn out?"