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Always-honest said:Yes, strawberry picking. Fuck that.
(summerjob when i was young..)
I had the very same experience. Considered leaving early, but decided to wait around and just eat strawberries instead of picking them.
Always-honest said:Yes, strawberry picking. Fuck that.
(summerjob when i was young..)
loosus said:I quit one job at the end of the first day.
It was an assest-management (i.e., managing inventory) job at a community college. It was part-time, about 20 to 25 hours per week. Well, because of the president and state budget cuts, the place was fucking dysfunctional.
There was this one guy, named Frank, doing it already, and he was part-time, and I guess he didn't want to do it, anymore...you know, I don't really know that. Now that I think about it, I may have been involuntarily replacing the guy. I just don't fucking know, really. Anyway, this guy didn't know shit. He had all these fucking print outs on his desk, and he had another set of print outs in a notebook, and he was somehow comparing the two. Why? Who the fuck knows. Everything I asked was met with a "Uhh...I don't know, man." Literally, I'd say, "What numbers are you looking at to match up?" and he'd say, "I think these two." And then I'd say, "Well, what do these numbers signify?" And he'd say, "Not really sure."
So, I go to his boss about it. He doesn't know, either. He says, "Well, I don't really know. Frank has taken care of this, so it's not something I really get into." So it's basically a dead-end. Frank doesn't know, and his boss doesn't know. And they're okay with that!
Rapstah said:That's not too bad. I imagine there are places where you'd bring the PC yourself.
Teh Hamburglar said:that was your only job?
Harry Dresden said:How much did they pay you per hour? and could you listen to an ipod while working?
So is diving in to something you know you have a low threshold for. Most of these stories START with a 'It seemed shady, but I said 'fuck it' pretense.Freshmaker said: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.
Holy shit. he kidnapped you what the hellCr0wn0 said:Yup, The job they hired me for was inbound software sales. The job I walked into was a crazy malware type scam. An hour into the job I walked into the managers office and said thanks but this isn't going to work for me and I would be leaving. I try and leave and the doors are locked by a keycard system that only the manager has access too. So I go into his office and tell him to let me out. He says sure just one sec, 10 minutes go by I ask again. He says sorry just wait outside of his office and he will be right out. 10 minutes pass again and I start breaking the door down in front of a room of like 15 people on the phones. I broke the door enough to open it. The hallway had another door with the same setup on it. I just yelled " Do I need to break this one down too?". Manager came running out yelling how he was going to call the police and started saying how he wasn't going to let me leave. I told him great ill tell them about what your doing here and how you wouldn't let me leave when I asked multiple times. I said I'm going to break this door down also if you don't unlock it. He opened it and I went home never heard from them again.
LOL. Wow, exactly what I just posted about.onken said:Actually I sorta have one more which I just remembered. I had my resume up one of those career sites and one day I get a mail from some sort of "consulting" company, saying I'd be a good match for a position. I think "what the hell" and after a brief mail exchange go down for an interview. It all looked kinda proper, they had a nice office in the financial district and the terms seemed good, reasonable minimum salary with commission on top. The problem was after 3 interviews and a written psych test I still had absolutely no idea what my job would entail, they just kept dodging the question or using management speak ("we need you to break the mould" "push the company forward" etc). Eventually they asked me to come back for a final interview and trial which if I passed I would be offered the job.
TL/DR it was some sort of high-class cold-calling gig where you would try and phish employee names out of a company to put in to a database where they'd be head-hunted (read: harassed) for positions in foreign companies. They had a big spreadsheet of internal department phone numbers of pretty much every big company you could think of (god knows how they got them) and I had to call them up and get names for the database e.g. "yeah I was speaking to a guy a month or so ago in the engineering department, stocky, short-hair, early 30s, can't exactly remember the name... began with a T maybe?". It basically just took advantage of people trying to be helpful and I felt awful doing it. I told them it wasn't for me and the boss got pretty mad, yelling that if I didn't stay I will have wasted his time. I just picked up my bag and got the fuck out of there. That was the most awkward 30 second wait for an elevator I have ever experienced.
This except its called Vector now/where I live.Freshmaker said:Dunno if bailing on a Cutco presentation counts, but yeah that happened.
odd_morsel said:LOL. Wow, exactly what I just posted about.Reading again sounds like it may be the exact same company. Is their name abbreviated EWC?