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What's the shortest you've ever lasted in a job?
From what she said (she could be being nice), she was having doubts last night anyway - she's got a professional qualfication in something else and just decided it was the wrong job for her...
Started, the manager was incredibly rude to another member of staff in front of me and said some borderline comments. I turned to someone and whispered 'is it often like this' when they said yes, I just walked out.
it was a temp job and the agency had told them all the new temps had previous banking experience, as such we were let loose either accepting or declining folk for credit cards with no prior training
it was shit boring too so i just left on my break and never looked back
Did the training.. (!) and thought it was a complete shower so just left without ceremony
Crap temp job that asked me to work on bank holidays for no extra pay so just didn't bother turning up anymore.
A friend of mine started a job a few weeks ago working for an antique dealer and it transpired that he was expected to work in what was essentially someone's living room, with teenage son sat in his pyjamas watching TV. He quit on the first day.
Showed up and the agency realised they'd booked about 10 too many people, of whom I was one, so they sent me home with half a day's pay. Went straight back to bed when I got there, truly wonderful day.
Did the first day, was told to come in two days later, then he called me the next day asking where I was. Went down and all he wanted was my NI no.
Went home and didn't get a call for four days. When he did call he wanted me to start within an hour. I told him I wasn't working on call and hung up.
working in whsmith. didn't get any proper training, was left on my own most of the day with the manager having a go because I wasn't doing things I didn't know about, then got paid loads less than I was supposed to for some bullshit reason so called up on the morning of the 4th day to tell them to jog on.
A manager told me I had to cut my hair when we were sorting my bank details, told her that wasnt going to happen and left. Lasted a day at a warehouse recently, even though it was a complete shambles I would have stuck it but there was this fat idiot woman whos head Id have put through a window if I had to deal with her every day.
During my ill-advised year of failing University/trying to smoke all of the weed in Stoke. I got offered a job at the Royal Doulton factory packing plates at midday, went home, got painfully stoned, shambled up at 4pm to get the shuttle bus and weirded everyone out with how quiet and pinkeyed I was. Was not asked to return. Hugely embarrassing all round.
vacuuming rats (dead and alive) from under a grain silo
There's a good short story about rats in it, innit.
But now I might, dots. Now I might.
selling conservatories over the phone. the gig was to get elderly people with very little english to agree to an appointment with a salesman. the salesmen were of the "i'm going to stay here until that cheque is signed" variety. i got a load of appointments booked in straight off. the supervisor came over to me, quieted the room and declared "we've got a natural here" and gave me a little shoulder rub.
the next afternoon i got off the train to go in for a second shift and saw that there was a pub two doors down from the office. never looked back.
I worked for South East Trains in the complaints department scanning letters in to a computer. THAT WAS IT. It was so mind numbingly boring, I couldn't face going back on Monday. Quite surprised I stuck it out a whole week.
They basically acted like a middle man hooking up tutors with people who needed them. Good idea. The money was shit though and barely covered me travelling in every day. The guys were well rich and a bit nuts. The only other chap who worked there had a girlfriend who was minted so just dossed around smoking weed all day. They took me to nandos at the end of the week to try and get me to stay.
I then had to hassle them for ages to get paid for that week's work and when they finally paid me they gave me £15 and I just gave up
Got offered a holiday job waiting tables at quite an upmarket restaurant. The manager said that I could start straight after my interview. As he was showing me around he said that I was fine for tonight but that I would need to get my hair cut before my shift tomorrow evening. Said you must be joking and left. Punk fucking rock
or rather, he didnt come in for his second day. which i understand happens in temp work, or shop work or whatever, but this was a permanent contract, piss easy office job at about £21k, during the recession.
in fairness, on his first day i did put him in a room with no sunlight and said "yeah, you'll have to spend quite a lot of time in here, it's a bit shit", so everyone blaimed me
one of the punters called me a "fucking cunt" because I gave him too much head on a pint (hadn't been shown how to pour a pint). complained to the manager who told me to grow a pair.
just walked out. was beautiful.
basically slagging off all his new colleagues and describing his role as a fucking doss or something. The swearing got picked up by the outgoing email filter, it was flagged to IT, they read it, he was asked not to come back in.
NEVER swear in work emails. Duh.
Worked one 4 hour shift in a bar, turned up for my next shift and they told me there was a rota mistake so I should just go home and come back next time. "Lucky you live nearby eh?!". Haha yeah as if it was my fault.
Turned up for my next shift and the same thing happened again. Told them I wasn't coming back.
Apparently, I am not cut out for pub work.
Fresh out of college, came in on Monday, got briefed to redesign a very cool vodka brand. Moaned a bit about how she'd temped at the Dazed & Confused magazine for 3 days and branding seemed a bit below her. Got sent on an errand at 11am to collect the whole vodka set with £400 and never came back.
Emailed me a year later saying she wasn't really getting anywhere and felt that keeping the £400 represented fair payment for her 2 hours graft.
even a year later she still thought it was ok. Must have been "travelling" for the whole year since, it's the only explanation for still being that clueless.
report is as a theft? happened at my old place with a runner and the boss called http://herparents.bandcamp.com/ and said that he was gonna call the rozzers unless it was returned, came back end of the day and claimed it was all a big misunderstanding etc
got called a cunt, never went back, only got paid for 3
pretty good day
It was terrible. They gave me 10 quid and said "see you tomorrow, yeah?" Next day I got halfway to the place (which was a fair-old walk from my halls) and thought "fuck this" and turned back. They phoned me the next day, didn't pick up.
Had an interview for a telesales job at a brand new company. Got given job. Turned up for job. Guy on reception desk said the business in question was no longer happening cos the company owner's wife was really unhappy with him starting this company and didn't want him to do it. Went home. Probably a lucky escape.
I'd interviewed for a job with a glass design place, I think, I'd spent the whole interview being disgusted with the interviewer's chest hair creeping over the top of his jumper and trying not to laugh at his bond villain european accent. They offered me the job by letter, only then I found out the pitiful salary involved wasn't even enough to cover rent and transport and tore up the letter in disgust.
A week later they left a voicemail asking why I hadn't turned up to work that morning...!