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I have, a few times.

One was a place where I got treated so bad that I developed an acute stress reaction and it gave me a mental breakdown.

The other was a job at a meat packing factory which I did do for a few months, then got a job as a taxi driver so I just never showed up at the factory again. It was a shitty job, but so was the taxi driving tbh.

Also quit a paper delivery job after two nights after I realized that nobody can make the deliveries in the time given, the pay was a total joke. Was forced to go alone into very shady buildings with broken elevators and broken glass on floors.

Walked away from a similar cleaning job too where the actual cleaning took like 4 hours minimum but was dictated to only taking 2.

And also quit a telemarketing thing where you were expected to con old people to buying newspapers or whatever, without any pay other than by sale.

Then there's been a few where very shady small business tyrant types have tried to get me to take a super shady contracts, I've just ghosted those.

Have also gotten fired a few times during training, one time was because the small business tyrant couldn't handle my partner and kid coming to see me at work. It was apparently very unprofessional (I was a baker and bread seller and they visited me on the counter).

In the public sector now and I have no problems whatsoever.

Edit. Forgot the two berry picking summer jobs that I only lasted days in. The first was a farm where the farmer would load us into a windowless truck that he also used to transport fur animals and never cleaned, it was pretty traumatizing. The reason given was that this way we could not see where his precious strawberries grow and steal them.

The other was a place where we were boarding on the farm and the living conditions were pretty disgusting, there was some drug use in the place and I was like 15 and pretty cushioned from stuff at the time so I took the bus home after two days.

Both of these paid only by how much you pick, work was from dawn to dusk. These are the places that are these days making headlines regarding human trafficking.

Yeah, it fucking rules.

Not at first but after a while I started to notice which places weren't going to give the bare minimum in respect for human beings.

They know it too, places like that tend to be more surprised if you give two week's notice

Quit a job at McDonald's last year. I was gonna walk out mid shift. Thing is, most of the supervisors up to and including store manager were fine to great. Store manager in particular was a great guy. But! There was a higher up who came in on weekends, when I worked. He was a nasty bullying asshole and every time he was in the building stress went through the roof. Once threatened to sack me because he was in a bad mood. Not reading between the lines, that's literally what he told me. I heard he was coming in one day, supervisor started his whole "come on guys we have to make everything perfect for Adrian!!!", and I just fucking couldn't any more. Bad enough the way he was to me but the way this guy got off on bullying the literal children who made most of his money for him had me thinking things I prefer not to think.

Nah, I don't even make it that far. Typically I just get "terminated with cause" the first time I get sick or need a disability accomodation.

yeah one time my coworker said some real rude shit to me at a company happy hour and i just walked out and never said anything to anyone from that job again

Yeah, it was for apart-time position designing enamel pins, and one of the examples the art director showed me was a "Hi, my name is..." style pin that said "HI, I'm a Zionist" as part of a set with more specifically anti-Palestinian sayings. He said about 50% of the work was designing pins for military contractors, basically good-boy medals for people who turn brown kids into crispy skeletons. I went to the second interview to basically ask them if they had any standards, and the wider group said no Nazi stuff, no KKK, and nothing against abortion. I told them that those didn't make a line that they wouldn't cross, but a stripe, and that while I didn't expect them to change their sales model based on a single part-time designer, that it was morally reprehensible that they still made the sorts of pins for clients they they'd openly showed me during the first interview.

Yeah, back when I was a chef, I was bottom of the pecking order and it sucked. Always being treated like shit by everyone, my coworkers, the boss, the customers, even the new apprentice figured out that they could cover up their own fuckups by blaming me and everyone else would agree with it. And I just snapped one day and got in my car and instead of heading to work, I just drove for like 8 hours to a city on the other side of the country and spent a few days in a hotel. Almost ran over a guy at a construction site on the highway, other than that I don't remember anything about that trip, I was just so utterly destroyed by that job I didn't have anything left.

Got tired of being micromanaged by my boss, so after a weekend of partying, I walked into my job 30 minutes early, shook hands with everyone that I liked, grabbed my box, and rolled out as my boss was arriving, 15 minutes late.

oh hell yeah, I've walked out on tons of bullshit jobs when i was younger. some shift manager Burger lord ain't gonna power trip on my ass, I'm fuckin outta here and on to the next slop joint down the road

Twice:

I was in one for about 5 days and there was a single morning bus that went to the work site and back in the evening. Just two trips. The first bus I rode to get to the work bus was late, so I missed it. And had to walk 45 minutes to get to work that day, explaining that it wasn't my fault. Then it happened again.

This was on top of it being a very high stress high turnover kind of job I didn't feel qualified to be doing and wondered why they hired me in the first place.

So I called them and said I was quitting. I had an HR interview who said they've never had anybody quit this fast and were basically asking me a million questions to make sure I hadn't been harassed, or that something serious didn't occur because they didn't understand. I was also black listed from working at that company for like 10 years and they expected a reaction from that, but I just gave them an "OK" lol.

The second one was to be a nursing assistant. I couldn't handle the abuse from the folks stuck in the nursing home, who admittedly lived kind of miserable lives being confined to their beds against their will while losing their memories. Quit about 2 weeks into the training because I broke down crying in the bathroom and said I couldn't do it. The trainer was very kind and understanding and said I was just too sensitive for the position, but not in a mean way. So they wished me well and I figured out healthcare was not for me.

I had a mental breakdown at my last job and I just kinda stopped coming in.

I've quit on the spot once when the boss hired a new guy at higher pay than me after turning down my request for a raise earlier in the season. I had worked there for 4 seasons but he decided the inexperienced guy was worth way more than I even asked for

I also left halfway through training for a sales job when they revealed we'd mostly be preying on lonely, elderly people. I was desperate for money but not that desperate, I ended up suffering through a few months of grueling factory night shifts but it was preferable to that scummy sales job

Yeah. I was doing onboarding training for a phone service thing for collecting student debt, during the last break of the day I got in my car and drove home and never called them back, lmao.

Oh yeah. Before my last year of college, I had a summer internship and got used to having some money. It wasn't much, so I figured a barista job would suffice and went to the student union to apply. Thing is, you don't apply to just the coffeeshop, you have to apply to the food court as a whole and they decide your fate from there. The gods were angry with me that day and I found myself in Sbarro's training. I got through the pizza-making practice but apparently not well enough to be given that job; I was to bus tables.

On my first night, I learned that the dishwasher had a similar arc but ended up in a worse position what with the scalding water and all. He would complain every time I brought pizza trays, which was often.

"I didn't want to work here, I wanted to work at the coffee shop."

"Washing pizza trays is the worst"

"If you bring me any more pizza trays I'm going to quit"

"[silence]"

"[absence]"

I didn't know for sure if he quit or just stepped out, so I just kept piling up the pizza trays. The manager comes up to me at the end of the shift: "the dishwasher is nowhere to be found and there's a big pile of pizza trays in the back. Could you get on that?" That's when I decided that I'd rather be poor, said no and left.

I tried to sell supplemental health insurance for a week and couldn't hang. Felt bad because sales seemed like a super useful skill.

It's funny the way I fucking hate talking to any intense business bobblehead who'll sniff their own farts, but I want(ed) to be one because I associate it with getting a bunch of money and having people actually listen to you.

My friend I have done almost nothing but ghost jobs my whole life. At some point it did become a thing where I blamed myself, thought myself lazy or unable to handle basic work routines. But then I got a job that clicked with my personality and it was a brand new world. I realized I'm not a lazy piece of shit, just that the most common and accessible jobs don't work for me. In fact I actually do have skills and can accomplish things and have an adult professional life. I was extremely lucky to fall into a rando position which I never considered or desired. Turned out it was a good fit. Most people don't get lucky and are forced to put up with that shit and look down on themselves for not living up to Burgermart's mission statement or something.

i was wfh my first (and last) real corporate software job and i just stopped answering the phone. i was having a mental breakdown and i ended up going to the psych ward and they paid me a stipend for like 2 years then i quit and grabbed holiday pay for that period too. fucking suckers

My very first job at 16 was at McDonalds and I quit that one on the spot one day, but it wasn't like a dramatic walkout or anything. I'd just been working there for about a month, liked my coworkers and didn't mind being on the fryers. This being high school, I was volunteering a ton as well and had cleared volunteering at a race with my shift lead the week prior at work & she told me she'd take me off the schedule that day. Of course, as it goes, she forgot to and when I saw it the night before, she wasn't in so I was like "I'll call tomorrow when I leave school".

Call as I'm walking out of class and she picks up.

"Hey, just double checking that you know I'm not coming in, like we discussed a week ago? I'm volunteering at the race later today. Saw last night I was still on the schedule..."

Of course she claimed we never had this conversation and that since I was on the schedule, I needed to come in or else I could come & get my last check next week.

"B-but I'm volunteering and I told you...." I said before she repeated herself and I just snapped "Fine I'll come and get my last check next week. Goodbye." and hung up.

I've never felt financially comfortable enough to quit a job without something else lined up :(

After dropping out of college and living with my folks again I worked fast food for a summer but was laid off, so after months of applications with no response someone hooked me up with a job that was high pressure, low pay, and I needed to commute like an hour to get there by 7am.

2nd day in I called out sick because I was so stressed out I broke down crying.

but I came back in on day 3 and ended up being there for several years. It was trashy and it sucked and was messy af (way too many of the staff slept around). But it ended up being flexible enough that I could pay for and attend community college at the same time.

I walked away from a hotel that threw me into the dish pit like 3 days before the nationwide COVID lockdown, so I was furloughed and qualified for unemployment.

More recently I took a trash valet job that falsely advertised an hourly rate by hiding a disclaimer that it was actually nightly. Tbh, I only stuck with it because I saw it as getting paid to workout- but I kinda snapped when I got misted by glass shards, so I just dumped everything in a pile and peeled out.

Yep, quit my second job. It was a summer thing between college semesters, and every one of the supervisors chainsmoked indoors. Just left during training and never came back.

On the verge of it right now to be honest, being treated like absolute shit at my job by the leadership and now my coworkers too. Stuff going wrong being blamed on me despite having nothing to do with it, being given the worst most involved tasks that keep me late every day, just generally being the bottom of the pecking order and taking the fallout for everybody else’s issues since I’m the most junior. But I’m committed to forcing them to fire me, I’ll never quit unless there’s something new lined up, because I’d want that unemployment benefit.

Yes i once dropped what i was doing and walked straight home xd It took me 3 h 50 min

Ehhh... Only time I can remember "nope"-ing out of something on the spot was a temp job at a cranberry packing plant where the temp agency had dropped the ball and assigned me there as a seasonal worker when they had told me they had tech positions lined up for me.

I did no-notice quit at an advertising/Web dev studio once upon a time when my boss (the owner's son) kept micromanaging me and promising pie-in-the-sky bullshit to our clients with no formal analysis or requirements gathering process; just "dude asks for A Thing and we say yes" to multiple requests over the course of six weeks with no adjustment to testing or launch deadlines. I had a dream that I was at the office and he did this shit again, right in front of me, and I just started punching him.

Turns out that during said dream, I started flailing in my sleep and backhanded my wife. Thankfully, I only hit her through a pillow, but I didn't bother going back in after that. Imagine getting PTSD over a shittier, low-budget, extremely regional Craigslist knockoff.

Yesterday I kinda did, but I'm an IT contractor so it has different energy. I was getting paid per device and I got 4/5 devices done, then I realized that device 5 was like 3 hours of work (devices 1-4 were about an hour and a half each) and I called in and told them I had a family emergency because the price they were paying was not worth that much time.

I should have just walked out about a week ago when my boss went nuts and threatened to fire me, but I need this job, it pays well, and getting another job is almost impossible. She would have been so screwed, too, if I had just walked away like that. I would have had to walk home for hours in the dark, but it would have been worth it. The job involves driving people around in vans. It earns her thousands of dollars a day, and I'm the only driver she can really depend on. If I had walked away, she would have had an entire van full of customers with no driver, just no way to do anything. It would have been great. And she had acted so nice until then. I was foolish enough to almost consider her a friend? I had kept telling myself not to trust her, she's a small business owner, and then she reminded me in her own way. Now I'm polite with her and I do my job—I haven't made any mistakes since then—but I do my best to just reveal nothing about myself to her.

I never feel so liberated as in those rare moments in my life when I'm comfortable enough to walk away from a job. I quit the best job in my life because I was bored there (after six years). Yet another mistake I made, because everything after that was so much harder. And they were shocked at that place, too, when I told them I wouldn't be signing up for another year. But I never felt so comfortable there until then. My impostor syndrome evaporated instantly, and I actually openly disagreed with one of my bosses once. It was amazing. I was always so terrified of losing that job. And rightfully so, as it turned out.

I was working at a bar. The owner waved me over to his table where he was drinking a pitcher of beer to tell me to go buy him cigarettes. He told me to watch out, I was sitting on his gun. So I walked out to "get cigarettes" and kept walking.

Yeah, when I had a two week trial, and every single person who already worked there advised against it lol

Yeah. Shop floor supervisor was a massive prick whose only management skill was intimidation. Got offered another job on the Thursday night, quit on the Friday morning.

i took a job at Tim Hortons and quit after getting sick of smelling the bacon and processed meats (also I served a couple of people raw eggs that I didn't think I wanted to deal with). Quit on my first day