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Real Stories About How People Got Fired From Their Jobs
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Frazzled No More
My story starts about two weeks ago. Going from Monday until Wednesday, I had been overworked due in large part to the fact that my co-workers mainly sat on their butts while I took care of a majority of the duties of that particular shift. Not only that, but the manager decided to throw a few extra tasks my way. Needless to say, I was frazzled and I couldn't wait for Thursday to come so I could work with someone who actually did her job.
To make a long story short: I was fired the following Monday for "misconduct," as a co-worker had complained about me behind my back. No one respected me enough to talk to me about the issue. Not my co-worker. Not the manager. Not even the head honcho. So, three days after my one-year anniversary (when I was supposed to get a raise), I was let go by the company.
So much for the fairness I'd heard so much about.
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Fired for being too ambitious
I was a game tester at a major software publishing company. Well, after 2 years there, I had acquired on my own, a major US license for a video game. I had worked my way up the chain of command asking who to talk to to offer the license to them first, like their policy said I had to. Well, one morning, I sent an email to the people I had been emailing for 3 weeks before the Game Developers Conference was going to occur. I had decided to include my QA Manager in the CC. Well, a few hours later, I was in a meeting with my QA Manager and was told I was too demanding and I was fired for conflict of interest for working on a game outside of their company when all I had done was acquire a license and offered it to them. It's ok. I eventually lost the license, had 5 minutes of fame and I continue with my creative projects... but they didn't have to be such, well you know...
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what a baby
i had gotten pregnant, and i told my boss i needed the next day off for a doctors appointment, about 2 or 3 weeks later my boss had told me"this just isnt working out, we might have a job for you after your pregnancy" i wasn't sick, i wasn't late and i didn't miss work, what a jerk, right?
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Won Court Case Still Fired
Boston University admitted to violating my FMLA rights and two Federal Judges entered judgement against B.U. Their attorney Larry Elswit refuses to re-instate me and my attorneys took their fees and split. Even though I am an Alumni, BU has a NO Trespass order because their attorney doesn't want me to use the gym!
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HIDE THE SCISSORS!
Having just relocated From Key West to close to the Canadian Border, I took a job in Central Services at a local hospital. All the long term women in the dept. warned me about"shirley". She was a woman who if she threw her purse after arriving at work, well you had better stay out of her way! well, one night Shirley thought I had already gone home. I walked around a corner to see her lounging in a chair reading and eating chips. She jumped up yelling and screaming at me. The more I tryed to communicate with her the madder she seemed. Then she picked up a large pair of scissors and chased me into a office . After locking the door i listened for the elevator as she had screamed she was going for the security guard. We were very isolated as the hospital had recently expanded and the wing i was in was now emplty except for our dept. When I heard the elevator doors shutting I ran for the stairs. The next morning I reported her to human resources, as I knew our boss would do nothing. The older women warned me against this, but I explained we had to stand up against shirley's dangerous and threatening behaviors. Needless to say I was called into HR and fired withing days. And Shirley is still there threatening and abusing. At this point i have to think what a wimpy boss and crappy HR depart, and I am so happy to be out of there. It was a truely disfunctional enviroment made possible by superiors tolerating it.
Needless to say I am now packing and heading back East!
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i needed the money
a friend of mine was working in a local garage 4 around a week for 7 days he was stealing money out of the till on the 7th day his co-worker set up his camera phone to catch out the theif. he was caught and fired and had a court summens :D
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I Hate Costomers
a costermer was mean to me,so i threw a hot dog at him while he wasnt looking. i got fired...
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Seriously
I had been working for Zaxby's for over a year and i was the only employee that had remained at that particular store since the opening. I never received a raise and people who had been there for less than a month were receiving raises. The managers where plotting to get rid of me seeing as how i was there from the jump. They couldn't pin anything on me until we had a mystery shopper. I supposedly did not smile and i was blamed for every thing that i was wrong with the restaurant i was fired the next day. I had sacrificed everything for those people. Worked late nights, closed the store alone, rushed in to work during the day even though i was a night cashier. one day i even recieved a speeding ticket heading to work because they'd call me in. On top of all that they took away our discount and they would not let us take the left over food home. If you were caught with leftover food they'd fire you for stealing. Advice: do not work for Zaxby's because you will be mistreated and they are an unprofessional company full of drama, back stabbing, and stealing.
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Camp Crystal Lake?
I worked at a parks and recreation camp this past summer. My supervisor, whom, I'm fairly sure had some sort of mental handicap (I'm being serious, really not trying to be mean) had this habit of walking into a situation having no idea what was going on and chewing out counselors or of blatantly undermining counselors to the kids. He also had this habit of singling me out, often in front of campers. At first I thought I was just being paranoid until two other counselors asked me if I had noticed that he always seemed to pick on me. Such as, he once yelled at me for texting during camp. Thing is, all of the counselors (me included) had been doing so the whole summer. He told me to put my phone in the office, then walked past two other counselors who both had their cell phones out, mid text, and didn't say a word. The worst part about that instance was that, at the time, I wasn't even texting, I was checking the time. Still, the job was just a summer thing and it payed pretty well, so I decided I'd stick it out.
Until... until three days before the end of camp while the kids were changing after going to the pool, one camper approached us to tell us that someone had spilled red slushie on his t-shirt. Since all of the kids were supposed to receive a camp t-shirt anyway, and he hadn't gotten his yet, we decided to fork one over early. But the counselors could only find one adult medium t-shirt. So we asked the supervisor if he knew where the box of shirts had gone, who, given, was occupied dealing with a minor fender bender in the parking lot. He said he'd go check the (locked) closet where they had been before, but when he went to look, he never came back. One of the other counselors went to find him and found him back in the parking lot.
She asked him if she could just borrow the key to the closet and look herself and he told her to wait.
Ten minutes later, while this poor kid was standing there shivering without his shirt, another counselor and myself went to ask him again. He said (in a snitty tone) that he had asked his assistant and there were no more kids sizes. The other counselor walked back in, grumpy at his tone, so I asked him if we could have the adult medium that he had in his hand from before. He ignored me so I told him that this poor kid was cold. Instead of just handing me the shirt he walked into the building with me... and still didn't give the kid his shirt. Finally, I said that we really just needed the shirt, and that he could get on with what he was doing if we could just have it.
And... he turned around and started yelling at me IN FRONT OF THE CAMPERS about how he was trying to deal with the fender bender and how I should just leave him alone. So I said that the kid had been standing there for almost half an hour without a shirt and that we couldn't serve snack until he had his clothes on. And he actually had the nerve to tell me to "cool it," and throw the shirt at me and storm off.
I sat down to cool off before I told him I'd quit (why make things worse by yelling back?). Then, after a couple of minutes, I walked into his office and told him I'd need my time sheet because I wouldn't be coming back. So he tried to apologize. Except that when I told him that I accepted his apology, but would still be quitting, he turned it all around and told me that it was all my fault. Later I found out that he wasn't even going to apologize except that another counselor had told him he should.
So, there went my summer job. Three days til the end of camp. And, nearly two months later, I still haven't gotten my last paycheck despite repeated calls to the main office (who won't return my calls)
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cheese to the face
two of my friends from work at a buger king were getting in alot of fights. they got separated from working in the kitchen to one working the register and one working in the kitchen. my friend on the register, lets call him frank, was taking an order. my freind in the kitchen, lets call him bob, was behind him with a peice of cheese. bob threw the cheese at frank as he leaned over to get some bbq sauce from under the counter and hit the customer right in the face. they were both fired.
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i slipped
one time i was working at a mcdonalds when i was about 15. long story short, some people were playing with the ketchup and mustard guns they have in the kitchen area. i slipped on some ketchup and broke my ankle. they fired me because they had to pay the medical bills
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hamburger chucking
When I was eighteen, I got my first job at wendy's. After a year,they decided to shake up managment, and started rotating new managers in and out. Now, I was only an hourly employee, but I was the 'shift leader' because I'd been there for a while. So, on the Fourth of July, I get called in to work a manager shift (ten hours) when I'd already requested the day off because I had plans with my family. So when I come in I'm not in a good mood. Everyone else is out back smoking their ciggerettes (I was the only non smoker at the time)
so I was inside running the whole store.
Then this fat lady comes in, and I'm not joking. One of those ladies who looks like pigs are fighting in her pants for legs and wears a spare tire the size of texas like a badge of honor.
She ordered a double stack, no onions, so I make her one. She brings it back, claiming she can taste onions.
I make another, and she brings it back again! I keep doing this about four more times, before I lost it.
I chucked the cheeseburger at her head, turned around, flipped off my boss, and walked out. :)
Very satisfying.
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Tried to pull a quick one on me
So I started my first job when I was 17, and began working at a BP station near my house. To set the mood of the story, you need to understand the store I worked in: My bosses were Chinese and were very bad at speaking English, and on top of that were extremely impatient and unwilling to teach me anything. The store was perpetually scorching hot with no fans, and I started during the summer. I got paid minimum wage and in my first week worked 5 days, 3 in a row.
So needless to say, it was a crap job. I was getting paid crap, and I didnt like it. Regardless, I was excited about having a new job.
Long story short: Due to my bosses' impatience in training me, I couldn't learn how to do a lot of things (I only worked there 3 days, mind you), I hated the job, my bosses didn't like me and I didn't like them. Regardless, I came in early, worked hard, and wanted to succeeded.
Then 3 days later a co-worker who I knew called me and told me the bosses were going to work me that weekend (doing their dirty work) and then not work me again, because I was too nervous and because I supposedly stole a drink. Needless to say, I didn't go in that day, or ever again.
It should be noted that a guy who started the same day as me quit the next day, and they have been unable to hold anyone for more than a couple of weeks, aside from my friend, who lasted a month.
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