Any mic drop quitting your job moments?

Walked out of one on my third day. Went to my new boss, gave him my access card and saud I don’t think this is the place for me. Funnily enough he was apologetic, also new to the company and well aware what a toxic shitshow it was. His manager later called me to try to get me to stay, that conversation didn’t go the way he thought it would 😂
 
Meatspin said:
Walked out of one on my third day. Went to my new boss, gave him my access card and saud I don’t think this is the place for me. Funnily enough he was apologetic, also new to the company and well aware what a toxic shitshow it was. His manager later called me to try to get me to stay, that conversation didn’t go the way he thought it would 😂
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I had a bit of a decent Silicon Valley job as an Outside Sales position, went to the training seminars for 3 days, gave me my iPhone, laptop and I walked them into reception day 4. It was a very Chinese company and I literally could only understand 20% of the training so that was that.
 
It wasn't me but it made me laugh.

Some guy in my old job (I didn't know him) made a shitload of money investing in crypto, so much that he wouldn't have to work again.

He walked into work on a particular day, filled out the resignation form and under 'reason for resignation' section he simply wrote 'bitcoin' and then walked out.
 
fingercuffs said:
Any stories?

I left under a bit of a dark cloud with my last one and just walked out but I don't think other than emailing my notice I've done anything spectacular.
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Not exactly, a mic drop, but I manifested a good choice.

One day, my entire team, including my manager were scheduled to have a meeting with a project manager that I hated. Another team member asked, "what do you think it's about"? My response was, "as long as he doesn't become our manager, I don't care."

Well, turns out that meeting was to announce our new terrible manager. Within a month, I found a new job, in a new city. My last day was on my seventh anniversary of joining the company. Quitting the company was a great way to celebrate my 7th anniversary.
 
Back in the early 90s me and a buddy were busboys at the almighty Red Lobster. They wouldn't give us off for Spring Break and we had booked a Cancun trip already. So one Saturday night in a big rush, the dick manager got up in my friend's ass and screamed at him. We were busting our ass for 6.75 an hour. My buddy asks him to chill we were slammed. The manager calls him a moron. He grabs the twerp and puts him in the ice cooler. We take off our aprons, grab two beers out of the cooler and clock out. In the backround in the Kitchen, the cooks were cranking Dr. Feelgood from Motley Crue......devil horns up. peace beatches. LOL
 
I was laid off from a job and the boss tried to shake my hand on the way out. Told em “Yeah, i cant do that” and walked out. Thanked our absolute battle axe of a receptionist on the way out.
Waved to a few ex-coworkers in stunned disbelief with a smile on my face.
Then called HR from the parking lot to ensure all my information was correct for where to send everything.
She seemed amused as I introduced myself as Former Employee (at this point I had officially been let go for approximately 2-3 minutes)

Moral of the story being “I didn’t lose a good job i lost this one” can take you places in life.
 
When I was in college I delivered pizzas for Papa John’s. Our GM got fired, so staffing changes were made to adjust. A full time worker got promoted to shift manager and became a Nazi with the “power” he obtained. I always did closing shift on Friday cause it was good money. The tradition was the shift manager and closing driver both cleaned the place as part of closing. Week after week he didn’t clean shit and just smoked outside and we’d be leaving at like 4am instead of 3am. One night after I finished my last deliveries, I cashed out and quit. He’s like “you have to clean first”. Nah, have fun with that.
 
Flower2dPeople said:
I lasted half a day in my 1st job. Not a drop mic moment. My supervisor was hot af though.
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What, did you ask if you could go down on him or something?

Me, I've never quit a job, and don't drop mics lest they (metaphor here) break and prevent folks from being able to hear my words afterward
 
My very first legit job when I was 15 was Burger King. There was an old guy (at least in his 70’s) working there. One day he takes off his hat throws it on the floor and starts yelling I quit. The manager didn’t even pay him any mind. I said he just quit. Manager told me he does that at least once a month.
 
I Am Legion said:
Back in the early 90s me and a buddy were busboys at the almighty Red Lobster. They wouldn't give us off for Spring Break and we had booked a Cancun trip already. So one Saturday night in a big rush, the dick manager got up in my friend's ass and screamed at him. We were busting our ass for 6.75 an hour. My buddy asks him to chill we were slammed. The manager calls him a moron. He grabs the twerp and puts him in the ice cooler. We take off our aprons, grab two beers out of the cooler and clock out. In the backround in the Kitchen, the cooks were cranking Dr. Feelgood from Motley Crue......devil horns up. peace beatches. LOL
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Being we're of similar age it's stories like these that make me wish I could have led a dual life and grown up here too/
 
I got a good one.

Lemme hold this spot til I have time to write it out.

It's a doozy. I went out Half Baked style.

___________________

TGIFriddays. Circa 2001 Long Island NY

I was a waiter for a few years in college and admittedly a shitty waiter, often stoned, sometimes coming in after overnights in NYC clubs on hard drugs.
I spilled hot soup on a baby's head once.
That's a different story, but it is context.

So I'm at my job as a shitty waiter and there is a blizzard. I had been working in my music studio recording with my band until 5am. I was shot. Exhausted.

We are there for 2 hours. I have zero tables. There is all of exactly ONE customer and this restaurant has a staff of 20-30+ people. If you know anything about restaurants you know this is when any manager who isn't a complete asshole cuts half the staff and sends them home. Better for 6 people to make decent money than for 25 people to sit around with their thumbs up their ass for $2.45/hr.


I ask manager to cut me. She is a total cunt about it and with major attitude informs me "No one is going home."

Hmm. We will see about that.


I gather up the 2-3 dudes I had become friendly with and told them to hang by the prep area.

This draws attention of more people since everyone has jack shit to do.

I wait for manager to come over and then wait for her to start fussing about. This didn't take long since she was an uppity cunt and her seeing people hanging around together got her perturbed as she was one of those "pretend you are working" types.

Right as she is about to start her lecture I cut her off:

"Hey manager lady. Its dead. I'm going home."



her face contorts in a bizarre fashion, as if overwhelmed by all of the cunty faces she attempts to make simultaneously.

:mad:<Ellaria01><YeahOKJen>

"NO ONE...

... IS"


<cruzshake> "Nah.. hold up. I don't think YOU get it.


(I start unbuttoning my stupid ass "Where's Waldo" looking TGIF shirt... and then say the following)


half-baked-fuck-you.gif



I slam my Where's Waldo shirt on the ground.

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I throw my apron, little black waiter booklet credit card bill thingy, a few pens and various little scraps of paper in the air, causing them to rain down on and around my fellow employees.

throwing-big-bang.gif



and proceed to walk out of the restaurant in my wife beater tank top undershirt during a blizzard.




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Not really mic drop, but it was kind of a fulfilling moment.

I got a job in a brand new networking company when I was 21 or 22. Door to door sales. When I was hired it was just two guys that were starting it up in a small office.

The thing was, the main guy was telling me that he was the "closer". If I could just go around and set up meetings, he'd come in and get them to sign.

At first it seemed great. Solid pay. The guy were pretty cool. They hired my buddy thay I recommended as the network guy so it was a solid group. On Fridays they busted out mimosas.

So, it seemed solid. But then he'd only go to like half the set-ups. I'd have a meeting on the schedule and he'd just not go. And I was supposed to get bonuses for when someone was signed.

Then my second paycheck bounced.

Now, I'm young and I'm still inexperienced in the ways of the world. But the guy apologizes and says he'll make it right. In the back of my head I'm still thinking "tech start up" because I'm 22 and a dummy.

So the first check eventually gets settled. And we're having meeting and such about how he wants to take business trips to Vegas and shit. Like I said, I'm a young dummy so it all sounds great to my ears.

Then my next check bounces. He says they're gonna suspend hourly pay for sales but increase bonuses (there was another guy working sales at thay point).

I should have just walked but at thay point I was owed money and was also still young and stupid. After another check bounced I was done.

Sued the guy, and my buddy that was networking did the same thing. So we go to court for the case. We were just hanging out in the waiting room before seeing the judge.

So, the guy walks in and is just like 'Hey, guyyyyys!' Reaching out his hand like were gonna bro shake or something. I'm pretty laid back and unassuming, really. I don't raise my voice and my attitude is pretty much "go with the flow" to a T. But that move fucking angered me. I stood up and just looked at him and said "Motherfucker". There were some other ladies in the room and they all just kinda had "Oh, shit" faces.

The guy just kind of babbled a bit and started to dart out of the room, but he wasn't looking behind him and he turned and ran face first right into the door way HARD. I fucking lost it and started laughing. It was like the perfect valve to release the tension In the room. So my buddy is laughing and even the women that were in the room (one was a secretary and a couple others I assume had cases they were waiting on) started laughing. The guy looked around and just kinda ran out.

Ended up losing the case because he filed for bankruptcy, and this was something he apparently did before. But there was something satisfying about everybody just laughing at him. Might seem a bit petty, but I still think about the moment sometimes and laugh. It's hard to explain exactly why but everyone laughing at him somehow felt better than actually punching him or something.
 
I walked straight into his office and said,

"Fuck you, man!

Fuck you for giving me what I asked for when I applied for this job!

Fuck you for taking a chance on me, out of everyone else you could've hired!

Fuck you for investing your time, money, and energy, into training me!

Fuck you for always keeping your end of the bargain and giving me a paycheck every week, even the weeks where I didn't do my best work!

Fuck you for being a good enough employer to keep me from quitting all this time, which I guess in hindsight made you my best option, even though I never appreciated you as if you were my best option!

On second thought... I take it all back. See you on Monday!"
 
Company I worked for for years in the UK poached a bunch of sales people from a rival company and when they didn't bring in the business the CEO assumed they would, treated them terribly.

I became really good friends with one of the women and she faxed her resignation from a ranch in Texas after not showing up for work on Monday which was pretty mic drop.
 
Worked for a large now defunct supermarket in as a weekend job.

Did well there and when I took a gap year I was offered a full time job in another department.

I'd butted heads with one of the managers previously in that department and he was the type to bear a grudge .

Anyway, how bad could it be right ?

Well, I was supposed to be doing price reductions in the morning and stock orders in the afternoon but there were so many trolleys of stuff to be reduced it was impossible to get to the second part of the job.

I got pulled in the office by the head manager and given a bollocking and I stood there and took it and they e then walked with me to where the trolleys to be discounted were and hit the roof and then apologised to me. There was supposed to be 1 maybe 2 trolleys a day for the morning, I was having to try to do 6 or 7

Want to guess why there was an issue? Yea, the manager I'd had a run in with was fucking up the orders, getting way too much stuff and it having to be sorted out and discounted by me and he was blaming me for being slow to get it done.

So of course , he gets a bollocking and I get the blame in his mind . A couple of days go past and I get pulled in the office again and told I'd screamed at him in the warehouse and been argumentative and abusive .

I pointed out that I had actually been in the stock office doing the orders for a change and asked had anyone heard this alleged row because the stockroom always had staff in it working or if the canteen staff ( which was next to the stockroom had heard anything).

No , he'd made the whole thing up .

I realised that he was going to carry on like this so I said that I was done working there and that I'd find another job ( I'd love to know why she allowed him to stay as he was so incompetent).

On the way out I had changed into my civvies and went and found him , approached him and said that he'd won and that I'd quit.

He started to grin and I put out my hand which he took to shake and I held on and gave him the look that my wife always is my " do not fuck with me expression" and told him that if he sees me outside he better get the fuck away from me because I would drag him into an alley and batter the shit out of him along with some opinions about him .He let go of my hand rapidly and turned around and scuttled off . I used to go shopping in there occasionally and he would disappear if he saw me...
 
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At my last job, I had been treated like shit for years because I discovered some people stealing, and some managers were in on the cover up.
We got a new chief, and I thought things would be different. But it’s amazing how fast people get into someone’s ear and convince them of things that are not true. So I quickly became a pariah again, though I was pretty much keeping the place running.
At one point, they shoved me into a tiny cubicle. I had previously had my own office. There were plenty of empty offices and I definitely needed the space.
I asked if I could get an office and the guy hemmed and hawed, and said he would look into it. I’m the meantime I went out and found a new job. Once they called and offered me the job I took it. I walked into the chief’s office and asked him about the office situation again. He said they couldn’t do it (they definitely could). I said that I would have to find another job if they couldn’t do that for me. He thought I was bluffing. So I gave notice right there and told him I was moving on.

He looked like he shit his pants. Because while he had certainly been convinced by some unsavory people that I didn’t do anything there, both he and those people knew I was the one who kept the lights on.
 
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