Getting fired from a job your stories?

Well it has to happen I guess. Have any of you been fired and what for? Running the mouth I would surmise tops the list!! I have Been self employed so been years since being fired, doubt I would last long on an hourly job today anyway. The old man used to say "a fellow ain't much if he ain't been fired at least once" Few others said it was best thing ever happened to them as they went on to something better. I can relate to that.

I got fired from my local volunteer fire dept. after 35 years of being in the top 20% of the members in participation. I suppose you could say that it was from running my mouth, but after four years I could cut the hot shot new chief only so much slack. I made him feel uncomfortable I suppose. In another four years the board of selectmen fired the chief and the new Chief and Deputy asked me to come back. So I am back.

I was fired once for 2 days and back to work the third day. Tried to fire me for medical condition which was not legal and union got me back.I had 18 years in at the time and worked another 20 years after that.

My first real job away from the farm was in electrical connector factory I printed numbers on connectors with a machine.I was there about a month when the supervisor said that I had print over a 1000 connectors with the wrong number and the cost of the connectors would be take out of my pay.I said didn't of course I got fired on the spot and never received my pay check for that week or the one before.Here is the kicker one of her favorite worker did it and she was covering for him.She got fired and so did he.The best part she got a job where my sister was her supervisor need I say more.

Way back during a dark time in my life, a co-worker and I just finished our shift around midnight at the Elk Roofing plant in Ennis, TX.

We decided to get some beer, drive my 58 Corvette out to the lake at Mustang Creek, and wind down.

Drove to one of the remote boat ramps and noticed there was a familiar looking SUV parked near a picnic table.

Both of us agreed that the SUV belonged to our boss the general foreman that worked during the day.

As we drove by to exit the area, two heads popped up from the back seat of the SUV.

We laughed about it and went on about our business.

I was a salaried employee, shift foreman, and my co-worker was a non-salaried union member.

Needless to say my work life became a living <S>hell</s> from my boss (married age 57) and the roofing plant secretary (married age 24).

After about a week of this nonsense, I was called in by the Human Resources Manager to let me know that my services were no longer needed.

Since I was not asked to respond to the "work" situation, I remained quiet and left the plant.

When I got home made a call to the boss's wife and to the secretary's husband to let them know what we had seen out at Mustang Creek.

Went to work the next day at a Georgia Pacific roofing plant in my home town.

James ..... great story ...... did you ever get any info on the results of your phone calls?

I think once only, but was a mutual resignation. The person I was dealing with was a bit of a tyrant and certainly had an arrogant tone about him. I completed the project, had started another many times larger, but knew I'd have a lot of trouble making the situation work, this was a 3 year project. Like most other situations, I just moved on to a better job. All other times, I gave 2 to 4 weeks notice and made a move without burning any bridges.

The ironic thing is, had the general foreman not reacted, the phone calls may not have taken place. Then again...?
Your exit strategy parallels Andy Dufresne's in Shawshank Redemption LOL !

I had graduated from high school and was working for my father that following summer as a general construction labourer.
I had received a permanent job offer to work as a junior draftsman at a local pressure vessel manufacturer. The salary was less than half of what I was earning as a labourer. I told my father I wasn't going to accept the drafting position as it didn't pay enough. He told me "Working in construction is too hard of a way to make a living. As of right now you are fired!"
It was my start of a 50 year career in process piping design.
It still bothers me that I never did thank him.

I worked for my Dad before starting farming on my own. When I was 14 we got into it while baling straw and he said I was fired. This was on a Friday and he thought that by Monday we would be back on good terms. On Saturday I got a plane ticket and went to Florida for two weeks to help my uncle lay carpet. Best thing that I ever did as me and Dad had a much better relationship after that. Tom

I was 15 in 1960. I got a job at the McDonald's near my high school. I was working with kids I went to school with and we were constantly messing with each other and pulling pranks, work came second. One day one of my buddies sneaked up behind me and stuck the water hose down my pants. (it was on). Later on I filled a pickle bucket with water and pitched it at him. He was working the cash register and maybe a couple of customers got a little damp. I ran out the back door and never came back, not even for the paycheck. I spent the rest of the summer throwing hay bales. Ellis

I was fired as Assistant Service Manager at a GM dealership.

I was in sales, and when a consultant talked the dealer into creating a new position of Asst. Service Mgr., I went for it, thinking the income would be more consistent. It was a wrong move.

The Service Manager and I couldn't work together. He'd run his own show for so long, he wasn't ready to share it with somebody else. Plus by then I'd had my own auto body shop and used car lot in town, plus I'd been Service Manager for the Ford dealer, and plus sales at that dealership, I had a considerable following of my own around town. People would walk into the Service Department, walk right past the Service Manager, and deal with me. That rankled him no end.

Things went downhill over a period of about four months, till he finally fired me. As it happened, I had a fair amount of body work lined up for my shop on the farm. I was fired when I got to work at 7:30. I went a block down the street to a coffee shop and had coffee with some friends, and within an hour I was self employed in my own shop.

Infinitely less stressful than trying to work with that guy. Then a year or two later, the dealership was sold and he was out the door, too.

In 1972 the Army fired me after my tour in VN. I was glad they did because I was ready to turn in my resignation anyway.

Many moons ago. Auto parts store. Boss and I didn't see eye to eye. Actually, we hated each other with a passion.

After 44 years of service I got fired due to medical issues. Had surgery in November, 2014 and was on medical leave for not quite a year. Was working from home getting paid 20 hours per week plus getting disability. My boss gave me the ultimatum to come back to work or consider myself terminated. I offered to continue to work from home but he said no. So I got fired. This was for a construction company. I started out as an apprentice and finished up as a senior project manager. Should have gone to EEOC but didn't.

Never been fired, but quit once to avoid the inevitable.

Had worked as a maintenance man at a division of a large mfg company for about 9 years.

I was the only tech they had, they had some others, building maint, grounds keepers, janitors, but I was the only one that could diagnose and repair machines, mechanical and electronic.

This place was horrible! A little Sodom and Gomorrah! If you weren't embezzling money or bedding down one of the secretaries, your days were limited!

One day I got another new boss, happened quite often...

With each change of leadership came a purging of the old regime and replacing them with the new boss's unemployable buddies.

This time I got busted down to grease monkey, my replacement had no clue what he was doing.

Soon half the machines in the plant were down. Most just needed simple adjustments, circuit board replaced, servo motor replaced... Things I knew exactly what they needed, even had the parts in stock, but I was no longer qualified.

Many of the machines were drug out to the back slab, sold as scrap, the new manager pocked the money.

The company was hemorrhaging money, customers were leaving. Corporate was watching every penny. Absolutely no overtime!

Here comes the new manager, wants me to head up a crew, go to his house on weekends and after hours, build him a shop with stolen materials and labor.

I told him he was out of his ##$%## mind! No way I could pull that off even if they weren't watching expenses.

The next day I was called into his office and written up for insubordination.

I gave notice, but didn't stay the week.

Just packed up and had another job the next day.

What a relief!

I was on a job with a bad partner . I put up 54 pieces of pipe to his 2 . All he did was look at the run to make sure it was straight { I had a string up , it was straight.] After about a week I see the foreman coming with an envelope. Tells me to come down off the lift and gives me my money . I was poed . He tells my partner I was not a pipe guy. I guess he didn't notice who put up all the pipe. I knew something had to break. All weekend I was mad.

The young secretary was the only female employee in the production plant and thought that she "[i:654c4848f0]ruled the roost[/i:654c4848f0]" because of her influence on the general foreman.

The general foreman was a good man to work with until he got involved with her.

I never paid much attention to idle gossip around the mill, but was not shocked at what we saw.

Guess the two of them figured I was confirming their affair all over the plant.

Figured if I was being fired for their affair, then might as well confirm their affair with their spouses.

As I mentioned above, I literally went to work the next day at the Georgia Pacific roofing plant.

Georgia Pacific was changing from felt mat (paper) material to fiberglass mat material.

When I first went to work at Elk Corporation, I started in the fiberglass mat plant and worked there for one year until the shingle plant was completed.

I was the only one at Georgia Pacific that had any manufacturing experience with fiberglass shingles.

As for David and Bathsheba, figure that David's wife, who had all the money, had a "[i:654c4848f0]come to Jesus meeting[/i:654c4848f0]" with him.

Also figure that Bathsheba was transferred out of the production plant up to the front office with all the other female employees.

Like sand through the hourglass so are the days of our lives.

I worked as a senior engineering technician in a medical equipment manufacturer lab. They had a strict (and stupid in my opinion) yearly review process. While I didn't like it I stuck to the rules and eventually became the highest paid engineering technician in the division. When the company was sold to a MAJOR world wide corporation, once my 'new products' project went to regular sales, I was promptly the first to be fired because I made 'too much money for my position'. So much for hard work. Trying to find another job at age 59 was a joke. Decided to move out of the northeast and retire in the midwest. Spent my time building a new house. Best move I ever made.

JAMES ...... Yes, I caught a glimpse of that soap on TV here today in the kitchen. Up here in Canada, we have gone exclusively to the fibreglass-based asphalt shingles, is that what you were dealing with? No more paper-based products, they had a lot of issues and were offering warranty once you replaced them (if you used their brand on the re-roof). That would be the BP (Building Products) line as well as IKO shingles. I went through that with them when I had my shingles replaced a few years back, for a few hundred dollars (since everything was prorated) it was a lot of work filling in forms and taking photos, etc. Good thing I had my original receipt from before, momma keeps all that stuff, without it I don't think I would have been eligible for any refund at all. Georgia Pacific is a BIG outfit, where was the plant located where you hung out?

Never was fired from a job but sure have fired a bunch over the years. Mostly from absenteeism. Obviously thinking they could just work when ever it was convenient for them. Refusing to follow instruction were the second most. I never fired anyone that cussed me out or called me names as long as they did their job. I don't recall any that stayed long after they did but they quit on their own. Most of the time they walked out after finishing their rant. The rants mostly came when they were not trimming parts well enough to sell and was taken off the press and had to go to audit to correct their mistakes where quality people could check each part after they were done with it.

I had a foreman want me to fire an operator. He said he had showed her three days in a row how to trim and all her parts had been rejected. I ask him to bring me four parts that had not been trimmed. When he brought them to me I ask him to show me how to trim them. He ruined all four. I ask him how he was able to show he when he wasn't able to trim them. I told him to had her run four boxes of parts un trimmed and grab an inspector then take them back in the warehouse and learn to trim so he could show her how to trim properly. He called me a nasty name and quit.
I have dozens of those types of stories. Some people will get angry rather than take the time to learn. I never fired anyone that was willing to keep trying and would ask questions.

Worked for our neighbor Mr. Kramer back in the mid-50's for 50 cents per hour one summer working in his yard. Picking weeds, some hand cultivating in the veggie garden, some lawn mowing (attempted) with his push mower, hand trimming the lawn edges. Worked for about three hours one day and went to get paid. He inspected what i had done, gave me a $2 bill (no toonies then) and told me he'd let me know when I could work again. Never did hook up for work duties after that but we were still good friends, never gave it too much thought but I guess he fired me in his own way .... ha! I hung out in his garage all the time, he was always building something or working on his car. My dad was more into yard work and building planters and rock gardens which I shied away from. He and his wife Ethyl didn't have any kids so I guess I was filling that role. Too bad he didn't have kids, they would have learned a lot of neat stuff from their dad.

Would be nice to get fired. I think about it all the time. (I'm self employied)

worked as a county bus driver for 25 yrs. New manager comes in needs to cut expenses so he can update operations. I was in an accident where a local teacher pulled out of a gas station and didn't quite make it onto her side of the yellow line. I had no where to go and side swiped her. Policy was a written reprimand via union contract. I had also been the chief union steward for 16 of the 25 yrs. After a week of waiting the decision of boss (who I was told was waiting for local press reaction)I was let go. Since that time he has also found reasons to let 8 of the other top ten employees go. Cant say I did better but I only know driving, bar tending, and caring for elderly and mentally/physically disabled. Bartending is the only job at my current age that I could have handled full time. Now I work at local university as a custodian. Night shift for half pay but I never planned to retire as I figure my diabetes will get me first. I just keep getting up at night and putting in my 8 and come home.

Wish I could have done something like that. When I wasn't in school, I had no connection to the outside world.

Ok, add this story to the others:
I left voluntarily, but was probably ready to be fired. The 30-year veteran in my workplace didn t like me, and the feeling was mutual, but I did my job and tried to keep my contempt to myself. We ll call him Little Ernie, and he worked all those years for his buddy who d built the business. Then his buddy got married and now he worked for the wife, too. Little Ernie was not liking this one bit. He was mostly bitter and angry about everything, how he d put in all those years helping build the business and so on, felt he was not appreciated. He would have temper tantrums and sulk and mostly no one really knew what was going on with this guy. He was around 60 years old at the time. So Little Ernie decided I was the source of all his problems, even though I d only been there for a little under two years.
I saw the writing on the wall, which was pretty obvious, and quit. Little Ernie was elated, according to a friend who still worked there and was liked by everyone. But it turns out the owner and his wife had run out of patience with Ernie and no longer tolerated his rants and tantrums. He realized he was no longer their Golden Boy, and hadn t been for a good many years. Shortly after I left, Little Ernie quitending the career that would have led to retirement. The owners told me Ernie thought they d beg him to stay because he was so indispensable. Imagine his surprise when they didn t. Truth is, his work product was woefully lacking because he was always letting his emotions get the best of him. Here s the funny thing: I was getting ready to leave anyway. Another two weeks and I d be gone. I went into business for myself, haven t punched the clock in over twenty years.

I?m self employed also. I get fired a couple of times a year. I consider my self lucky and go on to the next client.

Never been fired. Figured early on that I'd make myself necessary. Apparently it worked as I wasn't the "model" employee....somewhat of an edge dweller....but that had good and bad points and the good kept me there......36 years with my last employer and I retired with full benefits.

After getting out of the Navy was going to college and got a job at an RV dealer. I was the parts manager a job I had done for a Chrysler dealer when I was 16 LOL. It was supposed to pay $12 an hour but no benefits. First check and he is only paying me $10. He said it was all he could afford at the time. After a year he raised it to $11 but was spending alot more on others. Business was great I was doing about a $1000. a day in retail and more in parts for our service dept. We bought out a Winnebago dealer and added that line to the 7 lines we already had Blue bird, Safari, Gulfstream, fleetwood, jayco, Coleman, Overland. Plus Chassis manufactures freightliner, Oshkosh, Isuzu, Spartan, Chevy. Well he hires another guy to help, that was a joke all he wanted to do was sit around and talk to the boss. The boss came to me one day and said he was going to put him in charge because he had some good ideas. I could see the writing on the wall, and went looking for another job. I found one delivering windows and doors. Went back after the interview and the boss gave me a pink slip. Best thing that ever happend to me. He promptly lost a lot of buisness the other guy lasted two weeks, the service manager who I had problems with lasted a month. His wife who had the money fired him a few months later LOL They asked me to come back I just laughed.

"[b:654c4848f0][i:654c4848f0]we have gone exclusively to the fibreglass-based asphalt shingles, is that what you were dealing with?[/i:654c4848f0][/b:654c4848f0]"



Yes. At Elk Corporation we made both laminated shingles and three tab shingles. At Georgia Pacific we made three tab shingles.

"[i:654c4848f0][b:654c4848f0]Georgia Pacific is a BIG outfit, where was the plant located where you hung out?[/i:654c4848f0][/b:654c4848f0]"

In my home town Daingerfield, Texas,

I worked in a shop building aerial ladder trucks.
The forman quit and me and another guy were up for the position, he got it. I was fine down n the shop. We both knew I was better than him.

I put in for my vacation a month in advance as I was building a new house and needed to install the roof.
The day before my vaca he informed me that I couldn't go as the project I was on had to get done. (there were others in the shop that could have done it). I was miffed but
I stayed and finished the job.
Rany season was near so a couple of days later I called in sick so I could finish my roof.
The next afternoon he and another field supervisor drove up, (I was on the roof).
Next morning he handed me my pink slip.
I was friends with the field supervisor and called him up and explained the situation. He said "finish your roof and come in when you get done".
Finished the roof and went into his office. The formen was fired and I was given his job, karma.
Ran that shop for 15 years.

I worked in a shop building aerial ladder trucks.
The forman quit and me and another guy were up for the position, he got it. I was fine down n the shop. We both knew I was better than him.

I put in for my vacation a month in advance as I was building a new house and needed to install the roof.
The day before my vaca he informed me that I couldn't go as the project I was on had to get done. (there were others in the shop that could have done it). I was miffed but
I stayed and finished the job.
Rany season was near so a couple of days later I called in sick so I could finish my roof.
The next afternoon he and another field supervisor drove up, (I was on the roof).
Next morning he handed me my pink slip.
I was friends with the field supervisor and called him up and explained the situation. He said "finish your roof and come in when you get done".
Finished the roof and went into his office. The formen was fired and I was given his job, karma.
Ran that shop for 15 years.

I worked in a shop building aerial ladder trucks.
The forman quit and me and another guy were up for the position, he got it. I was fine down n the shop. We both knew I was better than him.

I put in for my vacation a month in advance as I was building a new house and needed to install the roof.
The day before my vaca he informed me that I couldn't go as the project I was on had to get done. (there were others in the shop that could have done it). I was miffed but
I stayed and finished the job.
Rany season was near so a couple of days later I called in sick so I could finish my roof.
The next afternoon he and another field supervisor drove up, (I was on the roof).
Next morning he handed me my pink slip.
I was friends with the field supervisor and called him up and explained the situation. He said "finish your roof and come in when you get done".
Finished the roof and went into his office. The formen was fired and I was given his job, karma.
Ran that shop for 15 years.

I have been fired too many times to count. I am now retired and laugh about them all. Most of the shops that have fired me are now all gone. Best one was going to work for a nationwide automotive tune up chain. I worked in 4 OR 5 of the local shops before they all went belly up. The last one was my absolute favorite. It was about 1994/5. We didn't have a dedicated store manager and all the other monkeys wanted to run the front office. My attitude was fine with that because at quitting time, I went home while all the other monkeys were counting money and trying to get work orders straight.One day the phone rang. looked around and was the only one there. Oops. I answered it. "P Tune, This is Bruce, How can I help you?"On the other end was a woman whose voice was a bit distraught. "I wan't to talk to the store manager."Me, being me, responded, "We don't have one of those. The convicts are in charge."Click.Hello? No answer. Hang up the phone.This inside story on this one was that I was the only qualified person in the shop and knew it. The other convicts knew it also. I just kept my hands out of the cash register. So about three days later, the regional manager shows up with three district managers in tow. They all knew who answered the phone and being the only competent mech in the shop was left alone. The regional manager was the one who hired me and knew the shop would implode if I left. So he had the three district managers rotate in every few days, stick around about three or four days and leave again. Every time one of the district managers floated in, the rules would change.Me, being me, got tired of this quick enough. I was always looking for another job and found one a bit further down the road with about a 30% increase. I was on the fence until one late morning when one particular district manager walked in.This character had a habit of showing up late and alcohol on his breath. He loved the local girly bars and had a habit of going every night. It was on his second or third rotation and we had a new store manager who had been on the job about 6 days total. I looked at the district manager and clapped my hands together while loudly exclaiming, "SO! What drum beat are we dancing to THIS week?"He got this real screwed in tight look on his face and walked off. This was a Friday and he left a bit early that afternoon. The new store manger walked over to me and looking at me, said, "You know I am suppose to tell you your fired, right? I said "Oh H8ll. I knew that 6 hours ago. I figured that CS would have the guts to do it himself. Do you suppose he went down to the local girly bar?"Both the new store manager and I went down to the closest girly bar, walked in and there he sat drooling and drinking a beer.I slapped him on the back like a good 'ol boy and said "See ya' Monday!" NOT a word about being fired, just, "Oh yeah, see you then."Monday morning with the next job chomping at the bit to hire me. I called that district manager at the another shop he was supposed to be at. Ring."P. Tune, can I help you?"(me) I'm looking for Dave Freon.The person on the other end did not recognize my voice. This could be fun. Me, being me. "He's not here, can I take a message?" (Of course he's not there. Early morning)(me) This is Dave Durranah, ( company VP) You tell Dave Freon when he shows up, HE"S FIRED!!Weakly on the other end.... uh, ok. . .Click.3 days later I heard from one of the people in the shop that when "Dave Freon" showed up, he made a 45 minute call back to corporate and was trying to kiss A88 through the phone. I guess it was beyond comical and especially when he figured out what happened.?I was really impressed with the person who told him he was fired.Me, being me.????