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Post by jjshusband on Dec 10, 2010 23:21:31 GMT 1
hey guys i'm just curious of where you currently work and if you like it. if not then what was your last job and what happened? (you quit or u got fired?). it'd be funny to find out people working in the same building and never noticing
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Post by raystokes06 on Dec 13, 2010 19:39:48 GMT 1
Where are you located?
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Post by sarah on Dec 14, 2010 0:05:54 GMT 1
I have a pretty epic "I QUIT!" story. lol. It's way too long though, and I have a 15 page paper to write.
However, I will say that there was a lot of yelling, cursing, and name calling on my part at my bosses (I had 2...well, 3 if we're gonna get technical). But the best part is that I came away with my full paycheck in the end.
No regrets, other than that I wished I flipped a table in all of my rage. That would have been great! lmao
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Post by Ashley on Dec 14, 2010 5:01:31 GMT 1
I have a pretty epic "I QUIT!" story. lol. It's way too long though, and I have a 15 page paper to write. However, I will say that there was a lot of yelling, cursing, and name calling on my part at my bosses (I had 2...well, 3 if we're gonna get technical). But the best part is that I came away with my full paycheck in the end. No regrets, other than that I wished I flipped a table in all of my rage. That would have been great! lmao OMG please tell when you have timmmme! lol
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Post by sarah on Dec 14, 2010 6:23:23 GMT 1
lmao, Ashley. Well, I am a procrastinator, so....STORY TIME! I won't make this as long as it probably should be but here I go. BTW, there's some personal stuff in here but I believe it's important to the story. Two summers ago I was working at a summer day camp as a senior counselor. I had been working there for the previous five summers or so and I even attended the camp as a kid. The day camp was a part of the local YM/YWHA (just a regular YMCA but the H stands for Hebrew instead of Christian lol It's also known as a Jewish Community Center, JCC for short). I went to nursery school there and when I got older I went to their after school program up until 6th grade, so the people who ran this place have known me since I was a baby (I have an older brother who was also a student, after school attendee, camper, and counselor before me). They knew I was a good kid and I never had any trouble with anyone, whether they be counselors, other staff members, or campers. I was probably one of the most counselors they've had in recent years in all honesty. So two summers ago I asked for an older group of kids. Before that, I was always stuck with the young kids around ages 5-10. I felt that I earned an older group and I really wanted to go on the extended trips and just have more freedom with my campers rather than sticking with the little kids one more year and having to clean up after them and be more of a mom than a counselor. My friend, Steven, also wanted the teens job, and they actually gave both of us teen groups. We're really close and I've known him forever, so I was really excited to work with someone I actually liked for a change. lol. In the end I had a group, Steven has a group with a co-counselor, another girl had a group, and if my memory serves correct, there was one other group headed by two male counselors. We all had teens. About a week before starting camp I began to take birth control pills for really bad lady-time cramps lmao. I'm known for having really severe cramps to the point where I'm paralyzed for about an hour and sometimes longer (I double over in pain, kick, scream, cry and god knows what else). It had been happening for years and my mother finally let me go on birth control after seeing a doctor. Now, I wasn't aware of all of the side effects, but OMG there were a lot. Now here's the problem: they began the night before I had to start work. I was up for hours feeling nauseous and disgusting and I was just coming off of a really bad cold on top of that. The next morning I showed up to the Y building early because I was also a bus counselor and had to meet my co-counselor and get the list of kids that I was supposed to pick up on my bus run. I felt fine but as the meeting went on I began to feel a sticking pain in my stomach. My mom told me that if I felt the least bit sick, I should say something. So I went up to my Unit Head (Laura) and told her about my stomach pains and about how I was pretty much in the bathroom all night. She said I should talk to the Division Head, John about it. I told him the same thing and he looked at me and said "Then go home." I always feel guilty when I miss class or work, especially the first day (it's so unlike me), so I said "Are you sure?" and he just said "Bye." So I told Steven and he gave me hug and told me to feel better. I had no idea, but my bosses (Laura, John, and their boss/the camp Director, Mitch) we all watching. They decided that they would "keep an eye on us" for the rest of the summer all because of a hug. So I went home and the next day I showed up to camp feeling fine. We had a trip that day to an amusement park and everything was going well until I started to get really bad cramps. On top of my new birth control, I was also taking a strong naproxen (I still take both to this day). It's supposed to reduce pain dramatically and is essentially a muscle relaxer, so I ran to my bag and took one. The pain was getting worse and I couldn't help but tear up a bit. It got really bad and so I sat down and another counselor sat with me. They left and Steven came by and stayed with me. By then I was full on crying and I was brought to the table where Laura and John were for the entire day. They couldn't care less. Eventually the pain went away, and while I was on the bus with all of the groups going back to the camp grounds I was having a good time and laughing with the kids and counselors. I didn't know it then, but Laura that I had been faking everything up until that point. The next day I called in saying I would be late to work because of my pain but that I planned don showing up in about 2 hours. In short, they told me to stay home until I was 100% OK, so I did. For the rest of the summer they watched me like a hawk and spoke about Steven and myself behind our backs. They would call us out in front of other counselors and tell us that we were terrible counselors. Part of my job is to be in a bathing suit whenever we're at the pool and I always had it with me but I never actually went in because a certain side effect of the birth control I was on was constant bleeding (unfortunately I can't think of a classier way to say that. sorry guys. lmao). They didn't like that reason, and gave me nuts for not going into the pool on the daily! About 3 weeks into camp they pulled me aside and told me that I had been doing such a bad job and that I was unreliable as a counselor. They said I had a choice of leaving teens and going back to the little kids or quitting. Because I was so heated I told them I'd give them an answer by the end of the day, which wasn't the response they were looking for. I had been the same counselor I was for years and all of a sudden they were telling me that was awful and my job. So I scared them by making them think I'd leave. That night I made a promise to myself that I would make there lives a living hell each day. I stayed in teens and continued being an awesome counselor with my campers. We joked and had a good time and I did everything that was asked of me. However, when it came to interacting with my Unit and Division Head, I pretended that they didn't exist. I never acknowledged their presence, which I saw was getting under their skin and it made me super happy. lol. Even the campers saw how unfairly I was treated and they couldn't stand John and Laura either. on the third and seventh weeks of camp, the teens went on extended trips to other states. Our first one was in Pennsylvania, and the second was to Washington DC. The one to Penn wasn't awful and Laura actually treated me like a human being for once, but that was just because John wasn't there to help her gang up on me. By the time the Washington trip rolled around I was ready to quit. I planned on leaving the morning we were supposed to go to DC, but I thought that would be rude to my staff members (other than Steven who said if I walked, he would as well. He kept his promise). The DC trip went alright and when we got back to the JCC building in New York I started to help the kids with their luggage. I spoke to some parents and said my goodbyes. This was a Friday and we would have had one more week of camp after that. So while I'm being awesome as usual, John comes by and goes, "Can I speak to you inside?" to which I responded, "What did I do now?" lol. So I followed him and he hand me a piece of paper. It was my counselor evaluation sheet for the summer. We get them every year and every year my evaluation is a glowing one. I have excellent marked under every category on every sheet each year. This year was different. John and Laura gave me the worst marks I could get in every section. We're supposed to sign the paper after reading it and they go on file somewhere and no one ever looks at it again. My first thought was to rip it up in front of them but I chose not to. Instead, I signed it which I guess is my one regret after all. I shouldn't have justified their analysis of me. They were being ridiculous. So they go on and tell me about how awful of a counselor I was that year and how I should be ashamed of myself. They told me that I should never work with kids again. After they did the same thing to Steven I walked back into the office and said "I quit." I walked out and got really angry when Is aw John walk by the door that I opened and went, "You're a f*cking d*ck." I called my boss a f*cking d*ck. lmao. I went on to say that I did everything right, that the kids hated them, and that everything was bullnuts. I shouted a bunch of obscenities and called Laura a pregnant dog. I demanded my paycheck and got it. Usually we get tips from the kids after camp and John said he would interject them, and wouldn't give them to me. That's illegal in case you were wondering. That is money going directly from a parent to the counselor. No third party necessary. I walked out in the end flipping the bird with a smile on my face (after being red in the face and looking like I committed mass murder). So that's my story. There's a lot more but unfortunately it isn't fresh in my mind. But for a year after that I thought about it every single day, no joke. I couldn't get rid of it. A lot of counselors were really jealous that I had the guts to quit cause everyone wants to inside. lol. They call me a legend. i haven't been to the Y since, and I live 5 blocks away from it. I'm sure they have a wanted poster of me in there somewhere.
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Post by sarah on Dec 14, 2010 6:24:02 GMT 1
wow that's a lot longer than i thought it would be. lmao edit-- AHHHH HAHAHAHAHA at all of my typos. WHOA! lmao. I was typing fast and didn't really proof read. I think I accidentally wrote 'there' instead of 'their'. I'm hoping you guys can figure out the rest of my typos...I'm too lazy to go into that post now. Also, I wanted to let you know that when they talked to me about crying at the amusement park they said I shouldn't have cried because "what if the children saw?" As if a 13 year old had never seen someone cry... They also said they had grounds to fire me based on the first day and that I missed too many days of work. However, they TOLD ME to stay home each of those days. Uggh...so many memories are flooding back! Lastly, no one on the board has ever met me so you guys probably don't know it, but I'm really quiet. I'm really chill and I normally let things just roll off my back. So sh!t needs to be pretty d**n f*cked up for me to go completely ape sh!t/off the wall on someone like that. Just wanted to let everyone know that I'm not crazy. haha
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Post by nin on Dec 14, 2010 18:25:51 GMT 1
wow sarah! thats a great story and veeeery interesting. well done go legend go legend! i'm a florist. and my job is great, my boss is just 3 years older than me and everyone is really nice. the shop i've worked at before was very diffrent...very 'old' and everyone talk behind each others backs...so...my new team is perfect
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Post by raystokes06 on Dec 14, 2010 22:48:57 GMT 1
That's a hilarious story Sarah!! A Legend you are! I have a really good friend that works at a CC and she hates it too. But it helps her through school so she does it. Thx for posting the story...though it sucks about your cramps. I'd be crying too if it was like that. I love you walking out flipping the bird though! I had a visual and it was fcuking hilarious! I don't have any really crazy stories about quitting. I wish I did though, I def worked some places where I should have pulled a Sarah! j/k sarah!
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Post by raystokes06 on Dec 14, 2010 22:49:37 GMT 1
Oh, and I'm in DC. Where was your trip to if you remember?
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Post by sarah on Dec 14, 2010 23:58:01 GMT 1
That's a hilarious story Sarah!! A Legend you are! I have a really good friend that works at a CC and she hates it too. But it helps her through school so she does it. Thx for posting the story...though it sucks about your cramps. I'd be crying too if it was like that. I love you walking out flipping the bird though! I had a visual and it was fcuking hilarious! I don't have any really crazy stories about quitting. I wish I did though, I def worked some places where I should have pulled a Sarah! j/k sarah! AHH, I LOVE IT! I hope this catches on.
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Post by Ashley on Dec 15, 2010 6:48:42 GMT 1
OMGGGGGGGGGGGGG SARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! What an amazing storrrrrrrry! I'm sorry you had to go through that but it was a great read for me lmao Ugh don't you hate working for lame people? lol
One time I had a boss who tried to fire me after I said I quit lol That's the only horror story I have but it's not as bad as yours lol
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Post by sarah on Dec 15, 2010 18:02:10 GMT 1
OMGGGGGGGGGGGGG SARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! What an amazing storrrrrrrry! I'm sorry you had to go through that but it was a great read for me lmao Ugh don't you hate working for lame people? lol One time I had a boss who tried to fire me after I said I quit lol That's the only horror story I have but it's not as bad as yours lol lol @ firing you AFTER you quit. they kept telling me that they were going to fire me when i went all ape sh!t on them. if they wanted me gone so bad and they thought i was doing such an awful job and was doing a disservice to the children, then they would have fired my butt a long time ago. i just hate stupid people >.<
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Post by jjshusband on Dec 16, 2010 13:30:16 GMT 1
i'm a florist. and my job is great, my boss is just 3 years older than me i remember working at Macy's a few years ago and my manager quit. i then wanted to replace her and spoke to the upper management but they said it starts by being floating manager (not a specific dept) first. but anywho there's this guy i hated a lot who was a floating manager. they gave him the job. i couldn't stand having someone i hate being my boss but i quit also because i couldn't see how this guy who was younger than me bossing me around in a way i'm glad i quit cauz it motivated me to finish and concentrate in school.
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Post by jjshusband on Dec 16, 2010 13:52:24 GMT 1
wow sarah that's some story. i have stories about quitting a job when nobody expected it (worked out well for me and sucked for them) but i'm not going to get into it cauz it's too long i realized i forgot to mention my job lol. i work at the new york stock exchange (Wall st). Ashley where are you working (or what was your last job)?
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Post by raystokes06 on Dec 16, 2010 18:34:14 GMT 1
Guess if I'm going to post on this thread I should state where I work huh?! I'm currently working at the Pentagon. Nothing exciting...regular federal job. No crazy "I quit" stories or "getting fired". I try (note the word TRY) to play ball with the folks signing my checks! LMAO!
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