To ask you - what's the fastest you've gone "f*** this" to a job

[Weston14]

Inspired by some chat in my office today.

Worked in one of those horrible, sickly, neon-lit dessert type places as a sixth former. Did one shift where I came straight from sixth form and was rota'd until 10pm, didn't end up getting out til about half midnight at which point I'd missed the last bus, I was covered in batter and chocolate, it was roasting, they had Capital on which just played the same three songs over and over again, and I ended up spending half the shift hidden in the fridge in the stock room. Ended up getting paid for a full week's work and blocked the recruiter's number and the manager's number in case they came asking for it.

@AmandaHoldensLips

I asked her who the hell she thought she was speaking to and told her to go fuck herself, picked up my bag and left.

Bloody good for you - hate bullies

I started a job as a PA/Secretary on the Monday morning but, unfortunately, the woman who was meant to be showing me the ropes was off sick, so they stuck me on the reception desk with the switchboard operator. She immediately bombarded me with really personal questions, whilst regaling to me intimate details of her social life and arranging to meet her friend for lunch, then telling me that I'd have to operate the switchboard alone whilst she was gone. She didn't show me how to use the switchboard at all, just told me not to put calls through to such and such a person as they went mad etc My head was spinning with it all. Then she asked me if I wanted to go to lunch first, so I grabbed the opportunity, got in my car and never went back. The two Managers rang me later that day apologising and asking me to go back, saying I never should have been left with her blah blah blah. By then, I never wanted to set foot in the place again. It was many years ago and jobs were abundant fortunately so, luckily, I had another job by the end of the week.

After about 2 hours.

I was sent by a recruitment agency to a call centre place where the callers were ringing in response to helpline numbers published on TV (think BBC Actionline, but not them). The training was done during normal office hours but we (there was about 20 of us) weren't told that the work was 6pm until 2am. In a dodgy area with no parking , no public transport and too far for me to walk or cycle in.

Admin role 2 weeks, boss was a racist and a sexist.
German woman I shared an office used to sit and slag me off in German to a German supplier whilst I was sat there.
Racist sexist boss told me I needed to buy a pair of steel toe cap boots and do some shifts in the warehouse as they were short staffed.
Realised why they were short staffed when the Hungarian gang master turned up one day and threaten to smash up the office as he hadn't been paid ( hence him not sending staff) when I was alone
I got my bag and walked.
Recruitment agency were actually v supportive and found me another permanent role very quickly.
Racist boss accused me of stealing warehouse keys and petty cash box and threatened to take me to court.
Worst job I ever had.

Half a day. I got an interim job with a credit company. They told me I'd passed all the psychological tests and was perfect for the job.
I lasted until 11:00 am when we had a meeting to discuss the new credit card designed to fleece people on the breadline with massive interest. I said fuck this and walked out. I never went back.

4 weeks, I was having second thoughts after a week but tried to stick it out. It was working for a small family run hotel in the middle of nowhere, I was often entirely alone with not even customers to keep me company and the owner was an absolute cow. Shifts were an hour here, two there because I lived on site.

Got another job and attempted to sort out a notice period but she wouldn't even talk to me so I finished my shift, packed my stuff and left that same day.

It's a shame because it could have been a good opportunity for me. Next job was 9 months and that was a struggle with split shifts. Since then I stayed 5 years in the next 2 and my current job I've been in 18 months and can't see me rushing to leave. I only left my last place because I found the same job but weekdays and achool

School hours. I'm glad I left for a change of scenery but at the time I wouldn't have done if I could have got the better hours.

Am I the only one wondering what's so awful about a bleach stain?!

Less than an hour. Manager was a mansplaining wazzock, it was an evening job after college in a baguette/sandwich shop. He was 'training' me and by the time he got to the point where he was showing me how a mop worked I realised I wouldn't be able to work for him without getting fired so just handed him my apron told him I quit and left.

Two and a half days, first job as a 16 year old. It was in a florist and I was on my third day sat in a freezing back room winding rusty wire around bunches of evergreen for funeral wreaths. Went out for lunch and didn’t go back.

I walked out of a job after 2 hours when I was 16. I was waitressing in an Italian restaurant, arrived to my first shift and was handed a uniform that was too big, dirty and had missing buttons. Wait staff were expected to help in the kitchen, the "chefs" when they weren't smoking out back were picking their nose and the whole place was filthy, I told them I quit and wouldn't be back after a manager shouted at me for the state of my uniform that I'd been given 2 hours earlier... Shit hole

Left a job after 15 years and went from 9 to 5 Monday to Friday into the hospitality industry with spilt shifts and weekends. After a week or two I knew it wasn't for me but stuck it out for 3 months until I got another job, which I loved.

I've never quit a job until I had to. But I started crying at lunchtime two weeks into being an accounts assistant aged 16. So so mindnumbingly boring - just constant data input

The only reprieve was when the printer broke as nobody else knew how to fix it.

Never did tell them they just needed to pull a lever and clean the staples out....

"Trial shift" at a bait and switch job I was heavily encouraged into by the job centre when I first became a single parent. Ended up reporting the company to the job centre because they promised, both in writing and verbally that it wasn't cold calling. It was absolutely 100% cold calling and I hated it. Got screamed at in that one day more than I ever have done before or since, and I can't say I blame the people, most were registered with TPS and somehow their numbers were still showing up for me to call and offer them double glazing.
Manager was a Peaky Blinders wannabe who strutted round the office shouting at people, either to congratulate or berate.
I cried when I thought about going back and knew that I couldn't possibly. Thankfully the jobcentre were lenient on me and I got a much better job soon afterwards!

A waitress in a pub chain restaurant. I only did a few shifts, there was never a pot washer so plates would be piled high in the sinks, you’d usually end up getting food on your hands and there was nowhere to wash them. They also made us carry the plates of food on giant trays we had to hold at shoulder level, I was a small 17 year old girl and my arms shook for hours. The owner was the head chef and dicked about on shift so orders were constantly wrong or late and you’d bear the brunt. I think I only did a week of shifts before I left and never went back.

Two weeks, and looking back I am not sure why I stayed that long. I should have walked out on the first morning really.

I was in an admin role in the London offices of a North African oil company. They were a bunch of misogynistic men who were bullies and treated women like skivvies. It was a miserable experience and I spent each day in floods of tears.

At the end of the fortnight I just walked out and the relief was immense. The recruitment agency who had been involved in me getting the job said that I was not the first to walk out and they were having trouble getting anyone to stick with it. I told them why, although I don't think I was the first to complain.

Two different temp jobs;
Huge staff canteen on a factory site when I was 16. I think I was in about week three when I went to a storage cupboard for salt and pepper and the kitchen manager was in there having a wank. I left and went straight to the agency for another placement.

admin role for a well known bicycle manufacturer, I was 21. I turned up and was told my heels weren’t high enough and my skirt wasn’t short enough. Walked straight back out again.

At a nursery when I was about 19. It was only a stop gap job before I started something related to my degree. I lasted three hours. Everyone was so stressed and rude to me that I just walked out at lunchtime leaving a note as I did so.

2, both cold calling!

First one, went to interview in a little dingy warehouse, after a 5 min interview the interviewer took me into a room full of miserable-looking women, looked at the blackboard tracking sales (selling advertising space), and starting quizzing them "why have you got no sales?". I walked straight out!

Second one (because I do not learn, evidently), completed 2 weeks of training for an outbound telesales company (selling something on behalf of the national deaf persons' society I think)... my first night on the phones I got a guy who was vile to me, I burst into tears. Got called in to the manager's office and she basically told me I had one more chance and if I didn't hit my targets (please note it was still barely halfway through my first shift) "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave". I texted next morning to tell her I wasn't going back.

Luckily just a temp job after I finished university, I was sent to work in the offices of a very posh London auction house. The two other office women literally spent the whole time bitching about me in a ‘quiet but not quiet enough’ voice - my appearance, clothes, social class, you name it. I was flabbergasted and told the agency after two days I wasn’t going back. They told me that several people walked out of the role before me - gee, thanks for sending me!

Admin Temp job at a legal company that dealt with a niche area to do with legal precedents. I was expecting at least a little training as I didn't have that experience.

Not a whisker.

It was a tiny company of 6, when I started 4 were off sick & I found myself answering the phones, trying to keep people happy and answering their very specific questions of which I had zero knowledge!

Final straw was the 60 or 70 something boss complaining one on one to me how young people Just Don't Understand that people of his age still have massive sex drives ...

Let's just say I didn't stay long.

During my gap year, aged 19, I went through a recruitment agency and worked for one of the 118 numbers, answering the phone to find phone numbers for people. Now, a quick Google does the job! I did the 2 week induction, went to falaraki on holiday with my friends, and never went back. I did ring to say I wouldn't be back. I bloody hate talking on the phone. I don't know what I thinking.

Early twenties I was given a job selling insurance. Did the first morning of training and went home. Rang them up to tell them I wasn't coming back.

Lasted 7 weeks at a bookies.

said location had been robbed by men with machetes a few weeks earlier.

The only security was a magnetic door lock(glass door)

I did 3 weeks training at a different branch and was told staff members are never left alone for safety reasons. Started my first shift at my actual place and it turns out the manager leaves every day for a couple of hours to have tea with her kids and put them to bed- head office didn’t know but she’s done it for years. A few nights later someone won big but I didn’t have the code for the safe so had to deal with him kicking off because he had to wait for her to come back.

was sent to cover at a different location- same set up the glass door had a giant crack in it. This was a late shift in a dodgy area.

I was only contracted for 16 hours per week due to uni but they kept on scheduling me over 30 hours and expecting me to skip uni. After a few weeks I handed in my notice and the manager was annoyed because she’d put me on loads of shifts with her and could no longer leave when she wanted. Bitch