7. My Boss is a What?!
When I was 16 I had my first job at a chain restaurant. The manager was a lesbian and she invited me on a date. Told her that I wasn’t interested, and she proceeded to make work hell for me.
I had vacation approved and planned for a while. The hotel was paid for, and the day before I was supposed to leave she tells me she changed the schedule and put me on a double in the middle of the week, I will also be fired if I take my vacation.
Screw it, I’m done.
-45minutesofRoadhead
8. I’m cruel because I had to be!
Just the other day actually, kicked my now ex-girlfriend out with nowhere to go. Why so cruel? Well amongst constantly being treated like shit, ignored, taken advantage of, and for moments just a constant feeling of walking on nails with her, I put up with it, bit my tongue, and pushed it to the back of my mind. She got pregnant, and red flags started to go up. “Close call miscarriages,” a suspected ectopic pregnancy, wouldn’t quit smoking, wouldn’t go to a prenatal appointment. I was on the fence about it all because, well, I wanted to be a dad. Then I go out to her car to get her something, lift up a hoodie in the back seat, and low and behold, there’s a box of tampons. Normally, that wouldn’t mean anything, but in this case, it did.
As I had cleaned her car out and detailed it inside and out only a few weeks prior, and this box of tampons was not there before. She doesn’t hang out with other girls, as she hates other girls really. She had lied to me about being pregnant, as well as lied to my family and gotten their hopes up. So that was the final straw. I had decided then and there to rid my life of this lying and manipulative leech. So I go inside, and the first thing out of her mouth was “I’m going to Virginia Beach at the end of the month with another guy, it’s gonna be fun!” Wait, hold on.
Rewind that. Another guy? F*ck no. No, asking me if I want to go, as a courtesy to, ya know, YOUR BOYFRIEND THAT YOU ARE HAVING A CHILD WITH? So she left to hang out with someone, and in the meantime, I threw all her shit in the driveway, texted her and told her to get her shit and stay the fuck away from my house and my family. If that isn’t a “screw it, I’m done,” moments, I don’t know what is.
-iEdgey_d00d
9. “Script line”? What the heck is that?
I worked at a shitty call center but was the best employee, like I showed up to work and always hit my fucking metrics. The job was only worth it because I always made the bonus’s ( weekly death threats ), then I heard the rumor that they would be slashing bonus’s when the company failed a sales project. I thought I would be above it because I was always number 1 on the metrics sheet. Then my boss told me that I ” missed a script line ” and that voided my bonus.
I walked out the next day.
-fanaticfreedom
