Ever Get The Pink Slip?

I did once, after I found out the boss was having an affair with one of the office staff.

They somehow didn't want me around after I walked in on them.
 

Never. After I got my license as a Practical Nurse I job hopped a lot. I couldn't seem to find exactly what I wanted. Tried private duty,to boring, shift work, working for a dentist, in a hospital, then I came upon a small nursing home that was actually a very old farmhouse that had been renovated. The interior was left as is. Big bay windows and a huge wrap around porch.
It was very homey and I stayed for over 12 years.
 

Never been canned as employers always had a gold mine when they hired me. :sick: haha - wish I had better self esteem.

Plus, I'm much more into lingerie, than I am into pink or purple slips.
 
Lee said:
In my early years, I flipped from job to job, sometimes quit sometimes shown the door.

The hardest thing though was firing someone else, big boss told me to sack the man and left for vacation. Cowardly.

Sooooo how was your work record?
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I have honestly never been fired. I have always quit before it got that bad. My work record was awful when I was younger due to emotional problems and stress. It has improved over the years. Last year my attendance was perfect. The older I get though, the less I want to show up.
 
When I worked at the boat engine place I was laid off at the end of the season.
When I was service manager at a car dealership it was necessary to fire a couple of people, not fun.
Decades later I and 2 vice presidents and some others were downsized during a recession. By that time I was 59 years old, not a good age for job hunting.
 
Yup. I was working for a home health agency. I stopped in at the main office. It was about 2:45 PM. The staff told me that as of 3 PM, we were all let go. The agency just wouldn't exist, any more. Don't know why. I felt bad for the elderly, who relied on us.
 
My ex girlfriend worked for a diabetes call center that also marketed medical supplies, including glucose monitors. There was a large shipment of glucose monitors that were defective & the manufacturer (for some reason) was not giving refunds to the distributor.
Patients were phoning the diabetes call center about problems with their monitors - a situation that can be life threatening because diabetics dose their insulin based on their blood sugar levels & too much insulin based on a wrong reading can end up with the patient in a coma or dead.
Employees were ordered to NEVER reveal anything about the monitors being defective or face termination because the company wanted to avoid giving refunds.
Well, her conscience bothered her, so she started telling patients that the monitors were defective. She didn't know that her employer was monitoring calls & she was fired.
Yeah....money over lives.....who woulda thought?
 
I wasn't going to post this (since I've prolly posted it a half dozen times)

But...this IS the fired thread

Ever Get The Pink Slip?


It is the only job I was fired from
My first real job working by the hour
15 yrs old;

First Jobs

My very first ‘job’ was hoeing roses for an ol’ guy at the end of the mountain road up from our place.
He was a prize winning grower, lots of entries and ribbons and medals and plaques from all over and of course Portland, the City of Roses.

As a teacher, the crotchety ol’ fart was not the gracious diplomat he was when accepting an award.

‘Quit pickin’ at it like a goddamm woman, goddammit.’
‘Gimme that hook.’
He’d jerk the ‘hook’ outta my hand and commence to beat the holy krap outta those roses.
Apparently the ones that survived became resilient and hardy....and beautiful.

The hook was not much more than a smallish three prong pitchfork bent 90°.

‘You don’t stop till it’s rainin’ like a cow peein’ on a flat rock.’

That was the work schedule.

And off he’d go in his dilapidated ’49 ford sedan.
The engine sounded like it would blow apart any minute, pistons rattling around, tappets tapping a beat, zero oil.
Only drove it a few hundred yards, just to harass us.

One of the old hands said, ‘just hoe like mad until you get over the hill, then you can take a little break’.
The old gent seemed to know what he was talkin’ about, he’d been there a long time.
Back permanently stuck at 45°.
Kinda bugged me...cause when it was rainin’ like a cow peein’ on a flat rock, we’d all beat feet over to the walnut tree....here he’d trudge...and there he’d stand....bent.
His hands were stuck in a hoe holding position.
Not big on talkin’.

‘How long you been doin’ this?’

‘Some time now.’

‘Huh.’


It was $.60 an hour...10 hours a day.

I’d been there just a few days, and hoein’ like mad.
The hill just a half hour of back breaking hacks away.
Once over the hill, outta view from the ol’ guy’s shack, I straightened up and leaned on my hook.
Just stared into the sun.
Rolled a smoke.
A smoke never tasted so good.
I was just getting’ into a mind filled tryst with Sophia Loren when I heard, ‘That’s enough of that, git offa my property.’

I turned around and there he was, leanin’ on them crutches.
How in hell had he snuck up on me?
Had he crutched his way up the hill, knowing full well what I was doin’?
At first I was startled, and maybe a bit scared.
Then I got mad, and with the knowledge that several fields of hay bales were just waiting for me, I headed right for him.
His expression changed from sneering disgust to alarm.
‘Don’t worry ol’ man. I’m not gonna beatcha.
You’ve done enough of that yerself.
Here’s yer hook.’

So, yeah, I got fired from my first real job.
 
I worked in one place for 3 days & quit. The manager insulted & belittled everyone; I've never understood why someone made him a supervisor. After I heard the 2nd employee say, "One of these days, I'm gonna blow that f-----'s brain out," I told the owner I was quitting.
He asked me why. I said, "I don't want to be here when the bloodbath starts."
 

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