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[Vilam]

Never went back after a week and a half at Subway. Fuck that place. I was the only male (seriously), which would have been awesome if the other peons didn't take it as an opportunity to treat me like a piece of shit. They were all ugly anyway (they thought they were hot shit though). I still feel bad leaving, but I never got paid (I think almost 200 bucks).

Did you place the cheese on the sub properly? IE, alternating each piece of cheese 180 degrees so they interlock properly and provide an even dispersal of cheese throughout the sandwich?

Because if not, fuck you and I'm glad you left.

 

[loosus]

I was looking for a summer job and found an advert for warehouse work. I go there to apply and the receptionist is way too friendly and dressed in stretchy pants so I'm thinking she must be like the owner's wife or something to act that casual. She says they definitely have positions available and that I can talk with the boss tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM sharp but to make sure that I dressed up in formal clothing for the interview.

I show up a little early, and in the office I see like a half a dozen kids (16-25) and they're all there for interviews apparently. So I go up to the receptionist and she gives me this form that says that I agree to an unpaid interview/orientation session. I sign it thinking it's nothing and then I go in and talk to the boss.

I walk in and he's blasting some top 40's hits on a stereo and being obnoxiously friendly/grabby and standing right next to him is a smiling 50 year old guy with a huge mustache. I just introduced myself and said that I am here for the warehouse job. That I am available all hours of the day and that yes, I do have reliable transportation. The boss tells me that's all good, but to see if I'll be able to understand the duties of the job, I would have to go with the smiling mustache dude to quickly get a tour of how their business works and to meet with the retail associates. After that they could see if I can get a job with the company.

So I go out with mustache dude and he says that his car is in the shop so we'll go out with my car to make a few quick runs but that he'll pay me back for the gas. I say fine no problem. First stop was around the back of the warehouse to pick up some "samples". He loads a box of flimsy children's toys with broken parts and ripped packaging into my car and he says that we're going to go to some retail outlets to talk to the clients but that we'll first make a couple quick stops. First we HAD to stop for coffee since this guy doesn't function without it and then we went to Big 5 so that he could argue for 45 minutes about the return policy....but after that I thought fine we're going to go and make this stop at the retailer and come back and then I'll see if they are willing to offer me that warehouse job.

So we go to the first "retail" outlet. A medical plaza filled with dozens of doctor's offices. I ask why and that is the moment that he decided to explain that this job was about going to various "light retail" outlets to try to sell people shitty, overpriced children's toys. I couldn't think of any way to back out of this at that point even though this was not a job that I had the lack of dignity to do. I didn't have the balls to just strand this guy in the middle of a city after promising to give him a ride. So I decided to go in and see what happens.

This guy goes around the offices cornering doctors and their staff to pitch some flashing light/bubble shooting piece of bullshit. And apparently people are very easily separated from their money, in the first couple hours this guy made about $100 ($20 of which was his cut). The entire time that he did this I couldn't make any eye contact and just hoped nobody noticed I existed. Eventually, he gets to a door that has a very clear "no soliciting" sign on it and I point that out to him. He says that to them, no soliciting=go soliciting. I nearly lost it at that moment and really couldn't understand how this guy didn't blow his brains out this far in life.

Eventually after a few hours, we come out of the medical offices and there's still about half a box of shitty toys to sell. I ask him if we can go back to get more toys (so that I could drop him off there and run). He says okay and calls the boss I talked to in the morning, the boss says absolutely not. To "stay the fuck out and finish your job" as there was nobody at the depot. The receptionist and everybody else only worked a couple hours a day apparently.

The mustache guy then decides it's time for lunch (further stretching out this hell) and when we're sitting in the parking lot, he's adding up how much money he's collected and how much he has left to sell. The guy has to use a calculator to do simple calculations (ie: 15+45). He tries to say the number before he finishes typing it in and it's often incorrect despite being simple arithmetic. I then realize that he is mentally handicapped and this humiliating job that pays a commission so small that it's under minimum wage is the best he can do (if he sells all the toys he's given for the day he can only make $7.50 an hour).

Eventually, I get out my cell phone and dial my own voice mail number and start talking in Farsi. I then turn to the mustache dude and explain that this job doesn't seem to be for me as I have some "huge social problems in groups" and that a friend of mine has an offer for another job and that they want me to come in for training today. Mustache dude says that nuh-uh, I apparently signed a document saying that I would stay from 9:00AM-7:00PM (TEN HOURS) walking around doing this "training". I told the guy to fuck off, he was well aware of how to be manipulative and aggressive and how to bullshit me this far. So I just left him there with a completely clear conscience.

Still lost a good 5-6 hours of my life and untold portions of my soul doing all of that. That job basically scared me away from anything involving sales or commission.

Holy fucking shit.

So basically, they tricked you into using your own car to sell shit?

I'm sorry, and that really did suck for you, but it's really hilarious! I was seriously laughing outloud at my computer...not at you but just how fucking ridiculous and Seinfeld-like that is.

 

[FOOTE]

McDonald's. Was 16 and at the register and some guy yelled at me because he thought I was going too slow. The manager came up to me and told me to pick up the pace and all I said to her was "right." and walked out. This was 2 hours into the shift, I didn't want to be there in the first place since I hate fast food but I figured it was an easy job for after school. It wasn't as easy as I thought it would be, but there's no way I'll people shit all over me like that. I got another job the next week at a quick oil changing place on the weekends so it worked out.

 

[skyfinch]

Many years ago. First day and this chump was supposed to train me, but he was acting like a piece of shit. Ignoring me and walking right by me a few times. So I said the hell with this. I'm not working with stuck up shits for $10 an hour. Walked out within the hour. Got another job the following week making $18 an hour.

 

[notsol337]

Not day 1 but 4 days after being hired...Radio Shack is awful lol.

I work at Radio Shack. It's pretty irritating sometimes.

 

[I'm an expert]

Hour 1 of day one actually. Was a data entry/telephone order clerk job that was completely marketed as something else when I applied. Got in there, said wtf, left a note that said sorry I quit, and snuck out. They sent me a check for like 45 minutes worth of pay the next month. Being young was fun.

 

[Quick]

Nope, but I quit on the first week.

Backstory: I worked at Tim Horton's for a year ages ago. Had to quit because I was moving to another city for school. I could have still worked there since I went home on weekends, but I just wanted to move on.

Fast forward to around November of that same year. I was still job hunting in the area, and sent my resumes to every place. Desperate for a job, I decided to apply at the Tim Horton's near my place. Got the job on the spot, handed in my availability, and I was given my first shift. No problem.

From that point on, everything was a problem. The manager was a bitch, the supervisor I kept working for was a bitch (and she was the one who hired me), and they won't follow my availability, which clashed with my classes. I got up one morning to get ready to work and ready to tell them I quit in person. My roommate decided to watch TV in my room again (which he usually did), and I told him all about it. He told me: "why don't you just call them?" And that's what I did. Quick and easy. A week later, I went to pick up my paycheck, and they lost it. I was pissed, and the manager told me to come back a week later. I did, and she still couldn't find it and ended up giving me a written one.

After that, I told myself I'd never ever work at Tim Horton's.

 

[Al-ibn Kermit]

Holy fucking shit.

So basically, they tricked you into using your own car to sell shit?

I'm sorry, and that really did suck for you, but it's really hilarious! I was seriously laughing outloud at my computer...not at you but just how fucking ridiculous and Seinfeld-like that is.

Yeah it's really hard to believe people could act like that in a first world country until you actually experience it, but the reason they had me drive wasn't just so that they don't use their own gas but because it attaches me to that sales person for the whole day. I guess that improves their chances of getting you to sign on?

Really though, any job on craigslist that advertises a fun atmosphere and no experience being necessary is probably some sort of direct-marketing job scam. If you just ask them directly if it's a sales job, they'll hang up on you but they're pretty good at bullshitting the advertisement as something totally unrelated to the work.

 

[matt360]

Yes, newspaper delivery. It was supposed to be for the summer only so I thought it'd be no sweat. I dunno if this is typical, but I was also responsible for folding and bagging the papers, and then delivering them. There were also about 100 houses on my route in a neighborhood that I was unfamiliar with. The fact that the job was 7 days a week was another big turnoff.

I quit after the first night and got a job the next day delivering pizza. Much much better.

 

[FStop7]

A few weeks after that, I was hired by Best Buy. I went through the first orientation day with little to no problem, but on the second day they told us we weren't allowed to have phones or our keys on us at any time...even in a pocket or under our register. Apparently they had some issue in the past with someone threatening a customer with their keys and employees playing with their phones too much? Anyway, when I asked what I was supposed to do with my keys since I drove to work, they told me everyone either left it in their cars under the mat, or taped it to their legs. That, coupled with the other employees informing me that it was the newest person's job to clean everything before lock-up while they got to leave early led to me quitting.

They didn't have an employee break room with lockers? Or cubby holes? Nothing? That's fucked.

 

[Alucrid]

I was looking for a summer job and found an advert for warehouse work. I go there to apply and the receptionist is way too friendly and dressed in stretchy pants so I'm thinking she must be like the owner's wife or something to act that casual. She says they definitely have positions available and that I can talk with the boss tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM sharp but to make sure that I dressed up in formal clothing for the interview.

I show up a little early, and in the office I see like a half a dozen kids (16-25) and they're all there for interviews apparently. So I go up to the receptionist and she gives me this form that says that I agree to an unpaid interview/orientation session. I sign it thinking it's nothing and then I go in and talk to the boss.

I walk in and he's blasting some top 40's hits on a stereo and being obnoxiously friendly/grabby and standing right next to him is a smiling 50 year old guy with a huge mustache. I just introduced myself and said that I am here for the warehouse job. That I am available all hours of the day and that yes, I do have reliable transportation. The boss tells me that's all good, but to see if I'll be able to understand the duties of the job, I would have to go with the smiling mustache dude to quickly get a tour of how their business works and to meet with the retail associates. After that they could see if I can get a job with the company.

So I go out with mustache dude and he says that his car is in the shop so we'll go out with my car to make a few quick runs but that he'll pay me back for the gas. I say fine no problem. First stop was around the back of the warehouse to pick up some "samples". He loads a box of flimsy children's toys with broken parts and ripped packaging into my car and he says that we're going to go to some retail outlets to talk to the clients but that we'll first make a couple quick stops. First we HAD to stop for coffee since this guy doesn't function without it and then we went to Big 5 so that he could argue for 45 minutes about the return policy....but after that I thought fine we're going to go and make this stop at the retailer and come back and then I'll see if they are willing to offer me that warehouse job.

So we go to the first "retail" outlet. A medical plaza filled with dozens of doctor's offices. I ask why and that is the moment that he decided to explain that this job was about going to various "light retail" outlets to try to sell people shitty, overpriced children's toys. I couldn't think of any way to back out of this at that point even though this was not a job that I had the lack of dignity to do. I didn't have the balls to just strand this guy in the middle of a city after promising to give him a ride. So I decided to go in and see what happens.

This guy goes around the offices cornering doctors and their staff to pitch some flashing light/bubble shooting piece of bullshit. And apparently people are very easily separated from their money, in the first couple hours this guy made about $100 ($20 of which was his cut). The entire time that he did this I couldn't make any eye contact and just hoped nobody noticed I existed. Eventually, he gets to a door that has a very clear "no soliciting" sign on it and I point that out to him. He says that to them, no soliciting=go soliciting. I nearly lost it at that moment and really couldn't understand how this guy didn't blow his brains out this far in life.

Eventually after a few hours, we come out of the medical offices and there's still about half a box of shitty toys to sell. I ask him if we can go back to get more toys (so that I could drop him off there and run). He says okay and calls the boss I talked to in the morning, the boss says absolutely not. To "stay the fuck out and finish your job" as there was nobody at the depot. The receptionist and everybody else only worked a couple hours a day apparently.

The mustache guy then decides it's time for lunch (further stretching out this hell) and when we're sitting in the parking lot, he's adding up how much money he's collected and how much he has left to sell. The guy has to use a calculator to do simple calculations (ie: 15+45). He tries to say the number before he finishes typing it in and it's often incorrect despite being simple arithmetic. I then realize that he is mentally handicapped and this humiliating job that pays a commission so small that it's under minimum wage is the best he can do (if he sells all the toys he's given for the day he can only make $7.50 an hour).

Eventually, I get out my cell phone and dial my own voice mail number and start talking in Farsi. I then turn to the mustache dude and explain that this job doesn't seem to be for me as I have some "huge social problems in groups" and that a friend of mine has an offer for another job and that they want me to come in for training today. Mustache dude says that nuh-uh, I apparently signed a document saying that I would stay from 9:00AM-7:00PM (TEN HOURS) walking around doing this "training". I told the guy to fuck off, he was well aware of how to be manipulative and aggressive and how to bullshit me this far. So I just left him there with a completely clear conscience.

Still lost a good 5-6 hours of my life and untold portions of my soul doing all of that. That job basically scared me away from anything involving sales or commission.

I'm so happy you abandoned that guy.

 

[Al-ibn Kermit]

Yes, newspaper delivery. It was supposed to be for the summer only so I thought it'd be no sweat. I dunno if this is typical, but I was also responsible for folding and bagging the papers, and then delivering them. There were also about 100 houses on my route in a neighborhood that I was unfamiliar with. The fact that the job was 7 days a week was another big turnoff.

I quit after the first night and got a job the next day delivering pizza. Much much better.

That seems to be the norm. I worked in the office and warehouse of a newspaper distribution center in South San Francisco this summer and the carriers did have to fold their own papers. Most of them had a couple hundred papers at least.

You're lucky though, the Sunday NY Times is always a few pounds more than the regular edition making it much harder to fold and stuff into the bag. The Sunday edition on the 9/11 ten year anniversary was like twice what they regularly weigh too. I felt bad for the carriers, especially those that had like 500 papers and a second job that starts at 8:00 AM.

 

[SpacedCadette]

I've never quit day one, but I have stuck around in a job that I absolutely hated for a couple weeks just because I needed the money.

I worked at an Office Depot that was smacked right in the middle of downtown Seattle. My manager was this over-enthusiastic Hank Hill type guy that seemed to live for working a Office Depot (which would be fine if it wasn't for all the first bumps and weird pep-talks). The place was filled with a bunch of people who were clearly just working there until something better came along, including a couple that actually graduated from my college that I'm currently attending with the same degree *shudder*. The place was just a complete drag. The work was mindless and the "customers" that came in were often mentally unstable/homeless/bizarre.

I stuck around only as long as I had to before I found a different job.

 

[Blackace]

Telemarketing... before I started college I wanted a high paying job

Day one.

Was going ok, until

Me: "Is Mr. so and so available?"
Woman: "No he passed away, sniffle, last week may I ask who is calling?"
Me: ".... sorry for your lost ma'am"


Went back to union laboring..

 

[matt360]

Telemarketing... before I started college I wanted a high paying job

Day one.

Was going ok, until

Me: "Is Mr. so and so available?"
Woman: "No he passed away, sniffle, last week may I ask who is calling?"
Me: ".... sorry for your lost ma'am"


Went back to union laboring..

It wasn't after the first day, but I did quit a telemarketing job in college when they made us call alumni in the NY/DC area just days after 9/11 and ask for donations to our school in Florida.

 

[IamMattFox]

Yeah it's really hard to believe people could act like that in a first world country until you actually experience it, but the reason they had me drive wasn't just so that they don't use their own gas but because it attaches me to that sales person for the whole day. I guess that improves their chances of getting you to sign on?

I had something similar happen, but I was to go around door to door with my dude and sell siding, baseball tickets, and other assorted crap.

It was like 110 degrees out, I was in a suit, and when I realized what I'd gotten myself into he hassled me to keep up. I think he made it three houses before I told him there was no way I was staying out there. I offered him a ride back, though. He must get that response a lot, because he didn't protest. He said he played for the Chicago Bears at one point (practice squad maybe?) but got injured and had to quit.

It was a weird experience, but now I think it's kind of amusing since it happened years ago.

 

[mcrae]

Shit man, as an ex grocery store manager, I'd have to say I'd have offered you some free ice cream sandwiches on your first day and just hung out with you all day while we did work to make sure you'd be happy there. What a bad egg that manager was!

Note: I was considered to be the worst manager for the company, but the best among employees. Ice cream sandwiches!

you suck, generally, as a person.

 

[sullyj]

Yup. First job ever in fact when I was 14. It was supposed to be a lawn mowing gig at a local cemetery. I was to report to the maintenance shed at 5am to get "trained". Showed up on time knocked on the door, no one answered so i opened the door up to see an old man, about 75-80 with his bib overalls around his knees masturbating. He looked at me and smiled. Slammed the door shut and biked home. /shivers

 

[Tarazet]

I've quit a job in the first week before. I had two job offers at the same time. It only took me 1 week to realize I accepted the wrong one. The other company told me to keep in touch, so it worked out ok!

I think I can beat that. I started a temp job cleaning up computers about 4 weeks after being laid off. The same day I started, I got a call from one of the local tech titans offering me a contract job for 3x the pay. He said he didn't know if it would be a month or a year, but the money looked pretty awesome to me. I let the boss know, but he let me keep on working since I was busting my ass and making him happy, and started the new job two weeks later. Then the day I started there, I got a call from another tech company offering me a 3-year contract and matching the base salary I was making, plus $5K yearly bonus. That was all I needed.. I was gone in 3 weeks.

Felt like a boss.

 

[FLEABttn]

I quit my first job after day 1!

Worked at Kings Island, an amusement park a tad north of Cincinnati. They didnt really know where I was going to end up, so they threw me into a room about the size of a large walk-in closet. On one side of the room was bins full of glow lights and other random toys. Other side was empty bins. In the middle, a chair and two giant buckets full of batteries. No A/C, just a small fan and one tiny window.

After 3 hours of this (and not sure how I lasted that long), someone came in and asked if I had been trained as a cashier. I told them yes. I hadn't. So they put me in one of the bigger stores by myself. I got people walking out with stuff and overall its pretty busy. Common sense got me through the cashier-ing part, didnt really need training. However, I was supposed to leave at 8 and I didnt get out of the store until after 9:30. I never returned.

So you lied about your training, worked overtime on an hourly job and walked out?

The problem wasn't the job.

 

[CrankyJay]

That seems to be the norm. I worked in the office and warehouse of a newspaper distribution center in South San Francisco this summer and the carriers did have to fold their own papers. Most of them had a couple hundred papers at least.

You're lucky though, the Sunday NY Times is always a few pounds more than the regular edition making it much harder to fold and stuff into the bag. The Sunday edition on the 9/11 ten year anniversary was like twice what they regularly weigh too. I felt bad for the carriers, especially those that had like 500 papers and a second job that starts at 8:00 AM.

As far as I know that is the norm...I work with a guy that has a second job as a paper delivery person for The Buffalo News newspaper. Although now the paper actually charges you for those plastic bags, which would explain why my Sunday paper no longer comes wrapped in a plastic bag.

 

[Synth_floyd]

LOL @ Vector. I can't believe that company still exists. Their whole business plan is to recruit unemployed people and students to sell knifes door-to-door or to associates/friends/relatives. Who the fuck needs knives or would bother to buy them from a salesman or a friend/relative? I guess part of it is that it's a pyramid scheme/multi level marketing. Man, so much scum baggery in the world.

 

[BrLvgThrChmstry]

1st Day? ...Macy's. After training for a few hours earlier that week (sit, watch videos for 3 hrs.. listen to someone talk about company values, etc.), my supervisor called and requested I come in on Friday. I did show up but to pick up my first and last check. I'm honestly sick of retail. I can't do it anymore. The pay sucks. Really didn't or don't want to deal with customers, especially with the holidays coming up... I was initially excited to have a 2nd job but it wore off rather quickly. Another mediocre job for a meager paycheck. I was seasonal/temp hire so it wasn't a real loss... I guess. F'ed up because there are people out there who would kill a job, I know, but fuck that... at this point, after dealing with lay offs and years of working retail. I've had just about enough of it.

1st week? ...Last year. Fry's Electronics. Fuck 'em. Worth retail job experience I've had thus far. Love shopping there though.

 

[G-Fex]

nope

did Day 2 though, same thing, loading trucks for Fed Ex. it was too fucking much especially for someones first job. I couldn't possibly keep up and the boxes were heavy as fuck and the line wouldn't end. I got my foot stuck cause the truck was literally flooding with fucking freight, they had to get my let out of there and I was in so much fucking pain at it being stuck smashed by boxes for like a few minutes. I quit the second day just saying "No I don't want to do this"

 

[Yoshichan]

Absolutely. Was an introduction day at work and I definitely took the chance and bailed the fuck out. It wasn't something for me.

 

[planar1280]

I knew a guy once who was hired by Burger King, they made him watch all the training videos for 3 hours and then said we will call you tommorow to discuss hours . they never called

 

[Gameboy415]

I quit a job on day 1 earlier this year after realizing it was a scam.

A company called "Blue, Inc." had entry-level sales jobs posted promising great pay and guaranteed advancement after x amount of time and so on.

I sent off my application and was almost immediately contacted for an interview.
I passed the interview stage with flying colors and they sent me out with a veteran salesman to get a feel for how the job was done.

It was a business-to-business sales gig - we'd go from local shop to the next offering credit card machines at a lower rate than the business owners paid with their banks or whatever they currently had.
In that entire first day, the "veteran" I was with didn't make a single sale, yet he claimed he usually made about 4-6 a day. The job was purely commission-based so I felt apprehensive, but I figured I'd give it a try.

Flash forward to the next week and it's my first day.

The first red flag went up when we were filling out the new hire paperwork.
Under the "employer" section, I assumed I should write "Blue, Inc." AKA: the company that hired me but they informed me the real name was "Vigor Concepts, Inc.".
Um, what?

So I played along and then we had to go into a side room for our "warm up".
Long story short, we ended up playing a game that I used to play with toddlers in Japan (they called it "Fruit Basket").
10-15 adults in suits playing a game for babies that has nothing to do with our job?
Red flag #2.

After that nonsense, we all had to hurry up and get our stuff out of the office by 9:30AM because another business was coming in to use it!.
WHAT?!
Red flag #3.

Then it finally came time to head out and start selling.
When I first signed up for the job, I was told we'd be selling in local suburbs.
Our assigned turf for the day?
The South side of Chicago.
RED FLAG #4.

After spending the day (unsuccessfully) trying to sell our wares at liquor stores and Jamaican hair braiding salons, we finally headed back to the office.
After being assured we'd do better tomorrow, I fist-bumped my way out of the office, headed out to my car, drove home, and promptly fired off a letter of resignation.

It was quite an easy decision considering a simple Google search produced this:

http://www.ripoffreport.com/small-b...epts/vigor-concepts-cydcor-sales-sc-95d94.htm

 

[Wanace]

I got hired to be a census taker last summer and I quit on the second day because the woman training our group could not read from the training manual. She was reading maybe 20 words a minute and sounding most of them out.

I knew there was no way I could work for someone like that and made up a lie and left.

 

[Al-ibn Kermit]

After spending the day (unsuccessfully) trying to sell our wares at liquor stores and Jamaican hair braiding salons, we finally headed back to the office.
After being assured we'd do better tomorrow, I fist-bumped my way out of the office, headed out to my car, drove home, and promptly fired off a letter of resignation.

It was quite an easy decision considering a simple Google search produced this:

http://www.ripoffreport.com/small-b...epts/vigor-concepts-cydcor-sales-sc-95d94.htm

Man fuck these companies, I had the exact same experience. Down to the loud radio music in the waiting room. They must all be personally trained by satan.

 

[TheTowel]

I quit a job on day 1 earlier this year after realizing it was a scam.

After spending the day (unsuccessfully) trying to sell our wares at liquor stores and Jamaican hair braiding salons, we finally headed back to the office.
After being assured we'd do better tomorrow, I fist-bumped my way out of the office, headed out to my car, drove home, and promptly fired off a letter of resignation.

It was quite an easy decision considering a simple Google search produced this:

http://www.ripoffreport.com/small-b...epts/vigor-concepts-cydcor-sales-sc-95d94.htm

Yeah, those are all over the place. Fuck em, if you get called into an interview there, just don't go to the damn interview. Then flag the job posting.

Real red flag for them: Marketing - Looking for SPORTS MINDED PEOPLE
What the fuck is that anyway?

 

[mcrae]

Second job was Braum's. I went in at 5 and was done by 5:05. Made one drink and one cone. Just could not handle people standing over me watching me work and make their food. Next job was McDonalds and I worked there for 3 years.

having never heard of braums, this makes me assume it is a fast food ice cream place.

so you couldnt handle it there.

then you moved to.. mcdonalds? for three years?











?

 

[BannedEpisode]

I had an internship in a molecular biology lab last summer focusing on embryonic research.

After one 9 hour day of inseminating zebra fish and meticulous notetaking I came to the realization that I never ever ever want to work in a laboratory setting.

 

[Freshmaker]

Not really a quit story since I was purportedly let go, but...

I saw a Craig's list job once for a writer/researcher to write marketing copy for a marketing company. Pay $10/hr.

I was between jobs, so I figured it was better than nothing. I sent in a writing sample, they liked it, and asked me to come in. They didn't specify a time which should've been a warning sign. They also asked me to bring my lap top with me since they didn't have all their computers set up yet. (Had me wondering if I was being set up for a mugging.)

I finally find the place on the outskirts of Longmont. I finally learn the company's called One on One Media.

I sat around for about an hour while they tried to hook my lap top to the network. Even when I was connected, I found I couldn't access their network drive.

Then they took me and the others that arrived about an hour and a half after I got there into a meeting room, told us we really shouldn't take breaks, and had us sign forms that said our jobs were only valid for 30 days.

My task? Write filler content for alternate websites for Nature's Rite, a natural curative company that had developed the radical innovation of cramming colloidal silver into your sinuses to cure sinus infections. (They were basically just doing the shittiest SEO possible for Nature's Rite.)

Since I couldn't access the network drive, I had them email me the info on the stuff they wanted me to write about.

So I write a few articles, and I submit them for review figuring that I'd get some notes back and I'd be able to revise them as needed. Then I asked to go to lunch, they said ok, and I went off.

When I returned I had a post it on my work area saying "NO EMAIL." Fine whatever. I started in on my next piece, a miracle herbal cure for sleep apnea. (I can't see how an herbal blend could cure a structural defect in one's throat.) Then the supervisor comes by and tells me that my previous articles had been graded by the client. I failed in creativity, spelling, and grammar. They weren't going to have me back the next day as a result.

Then she asked me if I was going to finish my other articles and told me I could finish out the day.

I turned back to my computer and saved and closed the piece I was working on.

She asked me where I'd sent it, and I told her I deleted the article since I apparently couldn't write worth a damn. When I was packing up the network drive finally shows up, and I see my official task list for the first time. Item #1 was:

Invent customer testimonials for Nature's Rite Super Neti Juice. Nice.

I left with five $10 bills for my trouble.

I found it funny that the same night, my terribad submissions were up on their black hat sites untouched. I'm betting everyone in the office with me in that meeting were cut loose as soon as their respective search ranking boosters were done as well.

 

[IndieJones]

Arby's was my first job. Was sent to the walk-in (refrigerated area of the cooler) to refill all the Arby Sauce containers that we had on the tables. Since the sauce container was cool, it was slippery. It fell out of my hands and broke on the floor and began oozing Arby Sauce all over the walk-in floor. So I slunked out the back without telling anyone.

Sorry, but this is the most hilarious post in this thread for me, and kind of sad too... Clumsily dropping a container of sauce and deciding to quit then and there and sneak out instead of taking 5-10 minutes to clean it up. I'm not judging you, but I'm totally judging past, teenage-you.

 

[RoboPlato]

I did about two weeks ago. I was supposed to be a server but they made me a dishwasher. I was terrible at it, had to stay three hours after everyone else left to get everything done, and felt like I got hit by a truck when I was done. I also have a weak stomach for weird mixes of food so rooting around in a foot deep of soup, chicken, beef, shrimp, and tons of other shit made me want to vomit. I quit that day. Thankfully I got hired for an awesome job on Friday so I don't regret it at all.

 

[DeaconKnowledge]

A lot of you guys have really shit work ethic.

"I started this job but it was hard so I quit".

 

[daviyoung]

When I was 15 I got hooked up with a kitchen porter (bus boy?) job at a pub restaurant. I realised washing endless streams of dishes, getting bullied by chefs for 'wrong preparation' and getting shouted at by waiting staff for not hurrying up with the hose on those glasses just wasn't for me. The 'head' chef was rolled off in his Merc at about 9pm and I was left to clean the entire the kitchen.

I did about half of it and snuck out the back. No thanks.

 

[daviyoung]

A lot of you guys have really shit work ethic.

"I started this job but it was hard so I quit".

"I don't need this shit" will make you happier than "Yes sir, of course sir, I'll do that for you straight away sir, big boss man, you can rely on me"

 

[Kentpaul]

I have quit 3 jobs day one..

Just yesterday i quit a food assembly job.. I lasted 1 hour.

Fucking standing there watching chopped carrots coming along and having to pick out non perfect cut ones and bin them...

Fuck that shit, i said i was going to the toilet and left.

 

[smurfx]

the shortest amount of time i've worked and quit was after 1 week working at a marie calenders as a dishwasher.

 

[hwalker84]

It makes me so happy to hear all of these people walked out of a Cutco presentation.

Man it was horrible. The letter they sent made the job seems like you where going to make a ton of money. I get there and i find out I have to buy this knife set and try and make people by them. LOL. The only reason I stayed was because I was talking to this hot girl. I came the next day she wasn't there I bounced.

 

[Drealmcc0y]

I have quit 3 jobs day one..

Just yesterday i quit a food assembly job.. I lasted 1 hour.

Fucking standing there watching chopped carrots coming along and having to pick out non perfect cut ones and bin them...

Fuck that shit, i said i was going to the toilet and left.

Same old Kentpaul. I thought you were a changed man

 

[NEOPARADIGM]

I took a warehouse job at a toy-manufacturing factory.

Spent 10 hours sweeping a mostly dust-free floor.

Yeah ... um, no.

 

[Kentpaul]

Same old Kentpaul. I thought you were a changed man

Everyone working in the place was miserable, I couldn't deal with that shit.

 

[Escape Goat]

I took a warehouse job at a toy-manufacturing factory.

Spent 10 hours sweeping a mostly dust-free floor.

Yeah ... um, no.

that was your only job?

 

[Wubby]

I found a job for an arcade machine company once. I was there one day and quit. The job was delivering and installing arcade machines to places like McDonald's, movie theaters and the like. Also part of the job was going around and collecting the money from the machines. The work was back breaking and they said you get robbed from time to time collecting the money. Plus at the time I was already working at Disneyland so this would have been a second job. Wasn't worth it but it was fun to see the warehouse.

 

[Harry Dresden]

A lot of you guys have really shit work ethic.

"I started this job but it was hard so I quit".

 

[Harry Dresden]

I took a warehouse job at a toy-manufacturing factory.

Spent 10 hours sweeping a mostly dust-free floor.

Yeah ... um, no.

How much did they pay you per hour? and could you listen to an ipod while working?

 

[Freshmaker]

A lot of you guys have really shit work ethic.

"I started this job but it was hard so I quit".

If you're in a service job that doesn't fit you at all, why would you stick around? Most of the stories seem to end with "Then I found a job I liked."

Unless you get off on stress, hanging around's just silly.

 

[Machine]

I was hired once but never bothered showing up for my first day. I had been working in the produce department of a Kroger (which was a fun job at the time). I ended up living with one of my co-workers from Kroger and when we moved to a cheaper apartment on the other side of town, he transferred to a different Kroger and I found other work. He talked me into applying at the Kroger he was at and I let myself be talked into it. I was hired and told to show up on Saturday for my first day. On Saturday morning, I was hung over and decided to not bother showing up since I already had a job and I didn't think I needed another. My roommate never said a word about it.

At my current job, I have seen new hires for secretarial positions come in, work half a day, and leave for lunch and never come back. We also had someone who worked for a few months and then just never showed up. When we tried to call her, she had her phone number disconnected. When we tried to send her last check to her, it came back as undeliverable so she had apparently moved too.