Nah but almost company was doing cutbacks and you could either accept a package 4 weeks for every year or go to another department I went to another department but I could feel they were setting me up, thankfully got a job elsewhere.
Yes, when i was around 20 or so a co-worker got me involved in some shyt that lead to me getting arrested. I wasn't charged but I was so furious that I layed hands on him when I caught him in the lie. Bust his shyt open and what not. I was ULTRA fired.
Yep, let go for sleeping on the job...but there were circumstances.
This job was in a state with a really REALLY low level of intelligence and a LOT of inbreeding.
So here I am, Mr "New-in-town-from-NYC-highspeed-computer-genius" getting a job that the majority of the local population couldn't DREAM of getting making more money than 90% of the people in the town I lived in.
(Yeah, they were hating from day one)
So they tell me that this DBA job is intense and will probably have me pulling my hair out...I accept the challenge and my first day, I breeze through my assigned tasks in half the time I'm supposed to be there.
Day two...same thing.
Day three...same thing AND I had a detailed report on my work, my findings and how the company could improve operations.
Day four...Same thing AND I started helping out other areas in the factory since I finished my work.
Day five...Same thing as Day four.
Day six (the next week)...I get pulled into the HR office and written up because I'm in other areas that I'm supposedly not "Trained for" in the company.
So I present them with my resume showing them that I have loading and line experience in the past...they maintain that I'm not to leave my work area or help other people do their work.
Day seven...I'm salty...I come in and do my work in less than 4 hours...and decide to install a game on the computer to pass the time...since I can't leave my work area to help anyone else. I get written up for that the next week when someone on another shift found the game and decided to play it with tons of people in the area. They tell me not to modify the applications on the computers or I'll be fired...okay.
So after that I was all about reading books and just chilling. So for the next few months everything was fine.
Then this bytch ass manager from the factory floor must have come over to the dev area and seen me with my feet up on the desk reading a novel and gotten jealous because his inbred ass had to work a constant 8 hours sweatin and gruntin.
So that racist inbred little bytch reported me...when pretty much all the devs and DBAs were doing the same damn thing.
So....I found out who it was after a little investigation.
Prepared a bi0logical stink-bomb of diced turkey meat, human feces, milk and fish guts...and let it sit in the hot sun and ferment for a week.
Then I came into the parking lot in my time off when I knew he would be there and broke into his car. I suited up and implanted the stink-bomb into his ventilation system, his intake system, under his seats and under his hood.
There was no escaping that funk.
Locked his car back up and burned the hazard suit.
Came in for my next shift..."Oh hey, where's bytchass manager at?"....
"Hey, what's up behind-the-wheel! Yeah somebody stink-bombed his car!! We could smell that shyt from inside the factory! They said he came out at the end of his shift in the morning and there were hundreds of flies all over his car from whatever was inside!! Then when he opened the door the smell made everyone vomit!!"
I stood there with the fake shock face, pretending to be amazed.
Mr bytchass manager still came back after a week with a new car...and a new car payment.
So another few months go by and they tell me that I pretty much can't do anything at my desk BUT my work. So that's when I started falling asleep at my desk...there was NOTHING to do!!
And of course, mr bytchass manager comes snooping over in my area ratting me out.
After getting written up two more times for sleeping at my desk...I decided to ruin that bytchass fukkers new car.
Went to teh hardware store and purchased some muriatic acid.
Same drill as before, suited up and doused his car with it and split....took that bytch down to the metal.
Was a rusty shyt sack by the next morning.
After that though, they decided to install cameras outside the building so my parking lot exploits were over.
I got written up one last time a few months after that when I got in my managers face over the bullshyt way i'd been treated there when I aimed to do nothing but good. He wrote me up and said I was probably gonna get suspended, I told him to shove it up his mexican ass and walked out the door, never to return.
I left that shyt-state 3 months later and my lifelong girl had came down from CT to live with me anyhow. We just moved back up north when we had everything packed up and ready to go.
I gave that state the middle finger and never went back.
fukk the south!
Buncha inbred fukkin animals....
What was the shyt god ?
Bank Fraud basically. Dude told me he wanted to wire me some bread from selling one of his grandma's homes they were selling and for helping him out he was gonna throw me some bread because shyt with his account was "funny". Now up until then this was a stand up dude. But what they did was basically try to deposit bad checks to my shyt and when I went to go take the money out I got pinched.
And because I wasn't there at the time of deposit, wasn't there with the checks, and literally wasn't complicit in anything besides trying to help dude out the detective didn't charge me with anything. I didn't snitch either, because I didn't know the people involved so I literally had no idea why I was locked up. For all I knew it was a routine transfer.
So yeah, I had to beat his ass.
Bank Fraud basically. Dude told me he wanted to wire me some bread from selling one of his grandma's homes they were selling and for helping him out he was gonna throw me some bread because shyt with his account was "funny". Now up until then this was a stand up dude. But what they did was basically try to deposit bad checks to my shyt and when I went to go take the money out I got pinched.
And because I wasn't there at the time of deposit, wasn't there with the checks, and literally wasn't complicit in anything besides trying to help dude out the detective didn't charge me with anything. I didn't snitch either, because I didn't know the people involved so I literally had no idea why I was locked up. For all I knew it was a routine transfer.
So yeah, I had to beat his ass.
I can say thus far that I've NEVER been firedAlso, I always gotten a letter of recommendation from every employer I've had.
I've actually been job searching, and I'm low key starting to think my current boss might be undermining me to keep me there, which is a pretty selfish thing to do in my opinion considering I'm miserable there. I admittedly take a lot of shyt there. I took her off as a reference on my resume today.I've always been curious - to all of you who have been fired, no called, no showed work or just quit on the spot - how do you explain that to another would be employer? I'm not considering that by any means, but I'm just curious?
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I just told them it was a temp contract which ended, they are not obliged to know you were fired. If you in IT or other project related work it's easily believable that only had short contractsI've actually been job searching, and I'm low key starting to think my current boss might be undermining me to keep me there, which is a pretty selfish thing to do in my opinion considering I'm miserable there. I admittedly take a lot of shyt there. I took her off as a reference on my resume today.I've always been curious - to all of you who have been fired, no called, no showed work or just quit on the spot - how do you explain that to another would be employer? I'm not considering that by any means, but I'm just curious?
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