4. This is quite heartbreaking but very true at the same time!
I was a broke college student and working part-time as a night janitor and full-time as a Research Assistant before having to go back to school in the Spring. I needed the money to pay for tuition. After my first lease expired, I tried contacting a few places for a summer sublet. But no one got back to me in time and I had to live a few days in my car. But within a few days of me moving out, the apt owners sent me their responses. At that point, I had already developed a system and was quite used to being homeless.
So that entire summer, I just said “Screw it, I’m done.” And lived out of my car. I would shower once every two days at the university’s lab shower and sleep in the unrestricted night parking spots. One of the worst moments of my life.
-serendipity12x
5. Worst moments in your life when your “best friend” starts doubting you!
“Best friend” of mine of 16 -17 years just got married( I was his best man) was in desperate need of a job. I knew my work was looking for someone and the pay was double what he was making so I informed him gave him my bosses number email address and hand delivered an app to his apartment for him to fill out also offered to pick him up and drive him to my company office. Even gave my boys his number witch he called four times. Never filled out the app, call in, emailed, or answer my bosses phone calls.
We passed up a few other well-qualified people just so he can at least get an interview. They were going to give him the job on the spot. Got a call from him yelling at me for not following up with him and getting back to him about the job, his wife called me asking me why I didn’t refer him to my boss and at that point I got fed up and said screw it, I’m done. Got rid of his number and haven’t spoken to him since. You can lead a horse to water, but can’t make it drink.
-gulmouruf3
6. It is easier when you have a supporting wife like that!
I gave up on my decade-long career as a civil/structural engineer about six months ago. It’s been a long time coming as my interest in the work itself had dwindled over the 10 years I’d been doing it, but my last job was particularly bad – chronically understaffed, 60+ hour weeks, required to work weekends, and an owner who was a monstrous asshole.
The last straw was when in an all-staff meeting he told me “you’re the consultant, do your fucking job!” I’d only been there for ~3 months at that point and was still familiarizing myself with port/marine engineering, as that wasn’t what I’d done at my previous job. For moments I didn’t even remember anything else that happened in that meeting, all I could think of was that I needed to talk to my wife about how I was going to be unemployed for a while. That night when I told her, she said: “if you’re still there at 3 pm tomorrow, I’m going to be very upset.”
I thought to screw it, I’m done and quit the next day.
-tdogg241
