I applied for a warehouse job and the interviewer loved me and my resume and said I was hired, I just had to fill out a basic literacy test. I was studying at university so it was a silly thing to ask but he said it’s just a formality; they have to do it.

One question said “describe yourself in three sentences”. I wrote something like “I am very punctual. I enjoy stacking boxes. I’m a self starter. I always do more than asked.” Get it? It’s four sentences but they asked for three. The fourth one being about doing more than asked. Funny right?? Yeah the interviewer called me back saying head office didn’t find it funny and I was disqualified for failing the literacy test.

I figured I dodged a bullet because it must suck to work for a bunch of people without a sense of humour!

I refused to return to office.

I shit all over the manager (figuratively) in front of everybody after one of their outbursts.

Full disclosure: This was at a fast food restaurant I applied for a job at with the intent of fucking with 2 of the shittiest managers I’ve ever witnessed after stopping for a burger one time. Did it on a whim and it was quite a bit of fun. 10/10, would recommend. Plus, I got paid to do it.

Not actually fired, but I just resigned from a relatively high paying career position without something lined up.

I work in tech, and some parts of that market are very much in flux due to AI disruption. For this company it led to a shuffle and, in my opinion, a lot of people ending up in roles they shouldn’t be in.

A few things happened during that shuffle. First, I was overlooked for a promotion that otherwise seemed in the bag (to the point where others were equally confused). Ultimately the person who ended up as my boss really should not be where they are. They don’t understand the business and started making other bad decisions without even consulting the team of experts on hand. In fact, they apologized to me for “starting off on the wrong foot”, but the damage was largely done, and they kept making really bad calls anyway – calls which put the team constantly at risk and kept things very inefficient.

And yes, of course they are good friends with the new CEO.

That exacerbated a lot of issues we already had with constantly juggling tasks and chronic understaffing. After that promotion snub, plus being one of the few really holding things together anyway, I realized that the stress of the position entirely outweighed the stress of finding another job. Obviously I also felt like upward mobility was no longer a thing. I was dreading work every morning. I started to get really bad anxiety. I wanted to find something else, but my mental state was such that I didn’t have the drive to seek alternatives or interview while also working at this place. I asked to reduce my weekly workload for a while, and when it wasn’t working too well, I asked to go on leave to try and combat the burnout. New boss was instantly waffling on approval, so I felt I had no other realistic option but resignation.

My wife and I are in a pretty secure financial position, and she’s got her own job that is going well. It is the first time in my life I have resigned from a position without anything lined up, which admittedly does feel weird. Taking some time for better mental health, then to hone a few skills, then will be returning to market.

I told my boss that I was going to have to reduce my hours back to weekends only because college was starting back up again which meant I couldn’t do week day shifts, so they put me down for two mid week shifts and didn’t tell me about them, then they used that as an excuse to fire me.

I had a panic attack at work and a coworker heard me cursing through tears.

In fairness, I’m sure hearing variations on “fuck damn ass piss shit fuck fuck” over and over was annoying.

I finally made a vague comment pushing back against my boss’s fucking unhinged conspiracy theories and shitty beliefs after being forced to hear him spout it for nearly a year.

“Wow, Wayne. I thought you were against the government regulating what people should do with their bodies. Huh… but okay.”

He turned purple, didn’t talk to me for the rest of the day, and never put me on the schedule after that.

Their entire business closed down a few months ago. I feel bad for were the ladies working there & my one co-worker. They were all part of the same church/religion, and they all basically cowered before Wayne. Wayne was an asshole who treated them all terribly. He was just mad that I didn’t let him treat me the same way.

They also didn’t want to give me more than 18 hours per week or raise my pay up from 12$ an hour for the highly specialized job I was doing.

Good riddance, Wayne.

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I started a job at a regional bank on a team that was responsible for integrating the data from newly acquired banks into their systems. The team was overworked and definitely needed more hands on deck, but they didn’t have time to train anybody new on the process. Aside from that, the organization of the team was pretty poor.

When I started, they seemed unaware that I was supposed to be starting that day, so they didn’t have a desk or anything ready for me. So that first day was a bit of a wash. The second day, they put me at a desk on the floor above the rest of my team. That was also the only time that I met the manager who hired me. It seemed like people mostly forgot about me because I didn’t really get any work assigned until a couple weeks in.

They wanted me to make one of their mapping documents (which appeared to be a SQL statement copied into a Word document with every detail meticulously documented across twenty pages). I didn’t have any idea where to start with it. The next day, they said that there is no way I could do that without training, so they took the assignment away. Over the next couple of months, I’d bring up that I didn’t have anything to work on at every morning meeting. But other than that, I just spent my day editing Wikipedia articles.

Eventually they keyed in on the fact that they were paying me $90k per year to do nothing, so they fired me. They said it was probably their fault for hiring somebody without banking experience. I don’t think banking experience would have helped.

Oh yeah, and the meeting where I was fired was also where I found out that the person firing me was my team lead.

The owner was an alcoholic. Her husband sent her to rehab. She came back hating men (both me and her husband). My wife worked for them at the time and we were getting a divorce. She fired me and kept my wife on the payroll

Refused to turn up to an unpaid yet compulsory training session while on my probation period. I think I dodged a bullet.

I once was fired for being a top performer but being a contractor. Me and another guy were doing 45% of all the IT help desk work for a top American insurance company. Then one day th company that employed us had their contract terminated. This means that we were asked to leave. In the exit interview I asked if it was performance based, because I felt we did most of the work, they complemented my performance and even noticed that I was the best at making coffee but they had to start making better financial choices and we were welcome to apply for full time work with the company.

Funny how it worked out because the next job was the one that really put me into the career position.

So I have to say that sometimes bad things happen when it’s not your fault but it can be a blessing in disguise. You might be opening a door to something better.

A decade ago working at a retail store. My manager told me in a private meeting that i was expendable and he would fire me for any excuse. It’s not like i even did anything, it was just pure, spiteful power tripping. Later on i was bitching about what an asshole he is to some coworkers, and mimed him sucking the owner’s dick. I think one of my coworkers was sleeping with him, and i guess she told him. He was crying when he fired me. I feel a little bad, but also fuck that guy.

I have a bad case of Resting Bitch Face and I got fired from my barista job at Starbucks for not smiling enough and because I apparently “always looked like I wasn’t enjoying myself” while at work.

My “default” settings face just looks serious, sorry, I can’t help it.

I was fired for “fraternisation in the workplace”. Teenage me was caught snogging the boss’s daughter, no less, in the stock area by said boss. Cue “get your hands off my daughter” (he didn’t know we were dating) and a meeting later that day being told much more calmly I was being let go for fraternisation. I said it was unfair because he kissed his wife in front of us the previous week, and he said “not that way,” and he had a point, but it was still obviously unfair.

Anyway, we started deliberately dating in secret instead of her just not really telling him, and when she rang me she always called me Samantha, which I then used to find exciting (Freud eat your heart out).

I’m convinced that she found it exciting to be disobeying her dad, and would complain to me about her dad saying something like “he’s just trying to take advantage of you” and we would reassure each other that I wasn’t but she would be much keener those days, it felt like.

When you’re a teenager and you find a magic button that gets you nice things, you don’t hold back on pressing the button, so if she got a bit unenthusiastic about meeting up, I’d just ring her at home knowing full well that her dad would shout at me if he answered and her mum would quietly also refuse to put me through but tell her to stop me from ringing because it might upset her dad. She’d argue with her parents and get revenge by seeing me and behaving in a manner she new her parents to find improper.

It was really fun while it lasted, but in the end I felt like I shouldn’t have to provoke her dad to get with her and stopped doing it. We drifted apart, I don’t know whether her heart wasn’t in it when she wasn’t cross with her dad or I just started worrying about that too much, but I’m pretty sure her dad had been my unintentional wing man all those months. I really think it’s properly messed up.

She later dated a guy who I think really was trying to take advantage of her. Also messed up.

Anyway, I got a job at the big chain version of his store and of course she and her friends started shopping there, which resulted in more arguments with her dad.

I guess the moral of the story is make sure you’re on good terms with your teenage daughter or she might just go against everything you said just to spite you.