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My original contract was anytime before 9 to whatever 9 hours after star was. So, if I decided to get to work at 9, my shift would end at 6. If I didn't take a lunch, it would 5. Now, I usually left anywhere between 7p and 9p (averaging on 7p), with some days at 11p. So, given the extra hours, I allowed myself to get it as close to 9 as possible, considering I'd likely stay 10+ hours anyway. Turds tended to hit the fans around 4p/5p, extending my hours. It was the nature of the job.

New manager comes. He doesn't like that his employees don't get there at 8, but doesn't bother to tell me. He just tries to writes me up. We have policies, where I have to be told and given an opportunity to improve before a write up, so he and HR do that. But what they say is, "if you don't think you'll get to work by 815am, call Mr. Manager". Ok, cool. So, I call him every morning. Then the write up. I ask why, and they said that I'm not at work by 815. I explain that I'm adhering to my contract AND I work WAY longer than anyone else, including Mr. Manager. "That contract was with the previous manager" they said. "With all due respect, it wasn't. It was with the Company. And Mr. Manager never attempted to renegotiate a new contract, nor would I have agreed to it anyway. So, let me get this straight... You care more about arrival time, than the hours I put in ensuring the lines never go down?". "Yes" they respond, "but you still have to make sure the lines don't go down". "Ok, so the extra hours and effort I put in, every single day, mean nothing and I'm still getting written up?" "Correct". "Ok. The consider this my two-week's notice"

Whoo. I thought I was over this, but reliving it just now pissed me off something fierce, I'll tell you that for free!

My boss gave me stupid directions - stuff I knew was wrong or inefficient. I tried to convince her otherwise, she wasn't having it, and I'm in trouble if I don't do what she says. Fine, I'll follow your stupid orders, no problem. My dad taught me, "If they want a little bullshit, give 'em a little bullshit."

Then in a meeting with her and her boss, I get asked why I did the stupid thing. "Well, I was directed specifically do to that very thing."

He says to me, with her right there, "Well, you need to take responsibility for your actions."

Started applying the next day, now have a team working for me who are great, and my greatest fear is giving them stupid directions.

When the CTO decided that he wouldn’t do anything about my work getting sabotaged by a busy-body from another department. As soon as I had signed a new contract, I handed in my notice and told our head of HR (who was very understanding but ultimately powerless) all the reasons why I quit. They didn‘t even try to make me a better offer. I don‘t think I did anything wrong, in fact the CTO had awarded me the company’s "tech employee of the year" award just 3 months earlier.

Was a telemarketer for 2 weeks once. Mostly calling for donation type stuff on behalf of March of Dimes and the like but sometimes they put us on scripts for the NRA. I had gotten used to plenty of no's and was already on the verge of quitting when this fellow said yes.

Phones are already a bad job for me as I am both a people pleaser and get stage fright, so imagine my reaction when the prompt after his agreement to a $25 donation was to ask him for $50, and then $100, and well you get the idea. The final prompt it gave me was for a $500 donation in exchange for a lifetime NRA membership and a leather jacket and I'll be god-damned if this guy didn't agree without breaking a sweat. I quit within 48 hours.

Now I'm a mail carrier and am much happier.

Left after 2.5 months in a company, had 2 weeks annual leave before leaving on day 1 after returning.

That's IT job and it was in large multinational company. I won't name the company, because it was team's issue, not a company's issue. Also the company moved out of the country so it's in the past anyway.

Basically manager was on power trip - think of "everyone sucks except me", or "I don't have time for this shit" sort of thinking. One moment "hey my best friend!!!" sort of behavior, another moment treats you like shit with almost being passive aggressive all the time. Few examples what happened:

• "We've already agrees on this" and "we already discussed this" or "you need to understand what sort of answer you expect before asking". These were the answers most of the time to my qiestions.
• Can say "fuck you" in front of colleagues. Yet some of the colleagues tolerated it. 🤷
• Blames you for a minor reason. Treats like shit.

During the annual leave, when there was around week left, I started having annexiety/panic attacks. Wake up in the morning with high heart rate, stresses, that I have to returnt to work in several days. I realised that I have to leave this job, just fuck it.

Luckily, through friends, I found another job few days later. It's been MAJOR upgrade, felt amazing and valued.

Fuck that ex-manager in particular. I know where he works now, and I will never apply to that company at the same time he works there. 🖕

When I got told to never be honest about our situation again

My first job out of the military, I was hired as a project manager and was largely brought on to improve their processes. After speaking when almost every person in this company (200 or so), documenting the current business processes, and pulling together feedback for areas of improvement, I put together a plan to present to the president of the company (my boss). He said all the right things, but took absolutely no action. A few months and a few repetitions of this, and my boss asked me how I was doing the Wednesday before Christmas. I told him I was frustrated due to the lack of process improvement. He told me "if you can't find a way to be happy with how things are, maybe it's time to look elsewhere"

Noted. I had a recruiter call me the next day, and that turned into an offer making another 30%, remote two days a week, shorter hours, and a better work climate. My boss had the audacity to tell me I should've talked to him about it

they had me work 9-5 most days, and deploys started at 11pm but were on weekends. It sucks that we were salary and didn't get comp time for the late nights, but we were salary on the days when there wasn't much to do too, so it kinda balanced out. Til they decided that they were gonna switch deploys to Tuesday night. So I worked 9-5, came back in at 11, was supposed to be done at 5am and then sleep til 9, but the deploy went over, and we ended up not getting off of the deploy call till about 5pm the next day. For those of you keeping score at home, that's 24 hours out of 30 spent at work. There was no comp time, there was no "attaboy!", there was no talk of changing the way we do deploys, or having a handoff team available if they run long again. The next two deploys were someone else's responsibility, but they also went long. Once It seemed to be that this was just how things are, I started looking. They had the nerve to say they were "shocked" when I handed in my notice.

Worked at a music instrument store Wednesday through Sunday. Was required to come in Tuesday before the store opened (7am) to attend accessories department meetings that were a giant waste of time. Hung out with friends Monday night, car wouldn't start, had to walk home. After an hour long walk, burnt out from partying, I finally landed in bed at 4am. Skipped the meeting.

Got "fired" but was given a chance to grovel for my job. Yeah, I'll pass. Fuck that company.

It was my first real job out of college. It was at a university "group" (literally 3 people at the time including me) planning to spin out into a company.

It started with stupidly long hours until covid hit. Then things were okay for a while, we were just working on our prototype product at a comfortable pace. Then this prototype started nearing completion and shit hit the fan.

First off, I was asked to be a co-founder. This would apparently entail working evenings and Sundays (!!!) on company-related stuff so the normal working hours stayed free for working on the product. I declined.

Then, the team lead started making promises. Lots of promises, for demonstrations of our product. And every fucking time he never told us until the last fucking moment leaving us scrambling to prepare something. At some point there were a couple of 12-hour days and that's when I said fuck it and handed in my resignation.

What also played a part is that I wanted to do more software development for quite some time but the team lead kept blocking me in that.

The entire pandemic, our security operations team got constant commendations for how rapidly we scaled up, and they touted the increased productivity we had WFH. I was officially reclassified as a remote worker at the start of Covid.

Then we got a new manager after 2 years who decided everyone needed to RTO "as needed", then monthly, then weekly.

My disabilities and medication prevents me from safely operating a vehicle to commute and my respiratory disability puts me at an extremely high risk of complications from Covid (was bedrested for 3 days from Covid, took almost a month to mostly recover, after multiple booster shots).

Tried to get accommodation, which I had never had to formally get before. Was surprisingly easy to get from HR, but my manager on the other hand made my life hell.

My manager, though, pulled out all the stops.

• He submitted a "request for family leave" for every workday that I was working from home instead of the office while I was working through HR accommodation request process. which I only found out about after HR mailed me a letter formally denying the requests.
• Then my manager straight up told me, "I think the only reason you put in a request for accommodation is to avoid coming into the office"
• Manager would "Forget" to invite only me to meetings, when others that were WFH due to illnesses like Covid would get an invite.

Jokes on them, though, I left with a very short notice, little to no documentation on key projects that I was the sole driver and maintainer on. Literally left 2-year project with 2 pages of documentation that weren't even up to date.

• Went from making $100K total comp to over $150K total comp.
• Insurance is kickass, talking like $400/m medication only costing $15/m with no deductible.
• Nice RSU package, 60k over 4 years
• No after-hours or on-call, no SLAs

A few main issues contributed: the commute was 1.5-2h each way. The pay was low, and the raises that kept being hinted at never materialized. And the supervisor... picture this: you're in your mid 20's,and your supervisor is the same age as you. He was clearly only made supervisor because he's good at the work he used to do, not because he has any leadership skills. He doesn't seem to enjoy being in management, and is responsible for a solid 90% of all workplace hostility. He's not exactly mean or anything, but definitely way too intense. Despite having done the same work you're doing, his expectations seem maybe impossible? His work is his life and he brags about things like working on Christmas.

There were a lot of things I genuinely liked about the job, but after a time my mental health was the worst it had ever been. It's the only time I've genuinely felt suicidal at all, as in, not intrusive thoughts, but actual desire. I had so little spare time because of the commute, but couldn't afford to move closer. I knew I had to leave the job and was frequently applying for other jobs but hadn't had any success yet. I was too scared of not having another job lined up.

Then I went and hung out with an old coworker from a restaurant I had worked at in the past, and I found out the dishwasher there had a higher hourly wage than I did at my STEM job that required a degree - it was a pretty fancy restaurant but still... Within like two or three days (I think, although I was dissociating a lot so it's hard to say) I had my resignation letter turned in, and I was ready to leave and never look back.

Stayed at the office until 3am to finish something that wasn't even my responsibility but would make the whole company look bad if delivered late. Boss was mad I wasn't back at 8am and tried to send someone to knock on my door to wake me up.

I worked for Dish Television. One day their CEO announced that they were going to enter the 5G cellular space as a pivot from their primary TV distribution business that was losing subscribers at an alarming rate.

Don't think I've ever had a proper FTS moment in my career but the closest was during Covid, before any vaccine had come out and the company mandated RTO. Did the science and worked out I had about 25% chance of DYING if I caught it. I was it wasn't going to happen, they said yes it was, bit of to and fro then they said "disciplinary" so I said well let's cut out all the unpleasantness and just go for a mutual agreement. Got three months pay and walked out at the end of the week, shortly afterwards landing another job with a substantial pay rise and 100% WFH.

I had a proper FTS moment in an interview, which the company failed with flying colours. It's a good job it was a mile walk back to the railway station because if I'd spoken to the agent before that walk (which took about 3 minutes) I'd have said something a lot ruder than FTS.

When the new general manager (the third one in a year, and 5th since I started) decided to go really big into "Lean" and was literally reading to the office personnel from a Paul Akers book on lean as if we were in the third grade.