“60 Shocking First-Day Stories: What Made These Employees Walk Out for Good?”
I was in high school, working 3 part time jobs. I had gotten hired as a cashier at a supermarket. I really just wanted to be a stock boy, but oh well.
I show up to work and the manager isn’t there. So I just start asking people like, hey I’m new how do I clock in? What do I do?
Eventually someone clocks me in like an hour late. They put me on a register, show me the produce code sheet like once, then left me alone. No clue how to do a sale, no idea how to do coupons, etc. The manager shows up halfway through and yells at me, in front of a customer, for not knowing produce codes. Even the customer was like, “hey, it’s his first day. Calm down.”
Time for my lunch break. Nobody has shown me where the staff room is, so I just buy lunch from the store and eat it in the cafe area. Manager storms in, takes my tray, throws the rest of my food away, and goes off that I CANNOT eat where customers are, that I’m stupid, etc. I just got up, threw the apron at her, and walked out. Absolutely ridiculous. I did, however, go back and demand my check for hours worked. Because f**k that.
I got an offer with one of the largest UK banks.
Heard nothing for 3 months. Then they text me on the starting day expecting me in the office at 8am. I’d chased them multiple times over the 3 months.
Technically quit on the starting day but never really started.
Started a sales job just after graduating which I was happy to do because I’d done what I thought was a similar job while studying. Morning was as expected, induction stuff, a few odd characters, manager seemed ok. After lunch, they said ok now we need to get in a car and go do some door to door sales…. this was supposed to be an office based on the phone type of job so I was already thinking, nope.
After about 45 minutes of chatter and slight panic because the person who usually took people around had gone off somewhere, someone asked if a car with a specific reg plate belonged to anyone. It was my car. Manager asked me to drive the team to an area of town for the door to door. They said they’d give me a separate payment for fuel. I said my insurance wouldn’t cover them so I can’t take the risk. They said to call my insurance and confirm. I said I’d go outside to do that while having a cigarette.
I did not smoke. I got in my car and went home.
Interviewed for a position and they outlined everything I would be doing. Got there the first day and discovered that I would be doing none of it. Fortune 50 company no less.
Had a job as one of those people holding a sign on a street for a closeout sale. I sat down to tie my shoe, and got yelled at because I’m not supposed to be just sitting there. I mean she literally yelled at me. So I left the sign there and went home.
(Technically second day) Started working at a car dealership as a lot porter. Me and other brand new coworker were asked (ordered) to straighten a line of cars during what was the worst thunderstorm that year. Turned out multiple tornadoes and tons of lightning. Boss said if we didn’t do it right then to not worry about coming back so we both quit on the spot. (Still waited out the storm though.).
Got hired to be a machinist, which I had years of experience, show up first day and did usual paperwork stuff, then expected to be sent to shop and run Hass machines, instead they said well we’re fully staffed in machine shop and we’re transferring you to fiberglass dept which I had no experience. Walked into shop and it was a total nightmare with no ppe devices or a torret booth and told you’ll be fine. Stood around till lunch then just left.. idiots called me everyday for a week wondering where I was. That job has now been posted on indeed for 3 straight years lol.
Not the first day, but I quit teaching less than a month into it. The list why is pretty big:
* Taking away all my planning time, and then constantly criticizing me by telling me my lessons “seemed improvised.” No s**t!
* The district as a whole being completely unorganized. The required “professional development,” days were such a mess they were just salt in an open wound.
* Not taking an extremely severe daily behavioral situation in my class seriously, even when me and the other 3rd grade teachers were all begging administration to help every day.
* The principal basically sabotaging my progress with one of the students from the previous point “just because.”
* The district deciding to move me and the last 7 hired teachers to different schools due to enrollment changes, telling me about it on Tuesday morning, expecting me to teach until Friday and then be ready at the new school Monday morning with no time to prep. I quit on the spot and walked out at the end of the next day.
