Not mine, but a guy I know got hired to be fired.
He got a job with a company that managed storage systems. They hired him and gave him some basic training for the systems. After a few months, they sent him to a client who was irate. The client was angry when he got there and there was nothing he could do to appease them. The client demanded that they fire him so they did.
He found out after that this was all theater for the client. The company would regularly hire someone new specifically so they could fire them when they sent them to this client. It sounded like the client was borderline insane, and this was how they managed to keep sucking massive amounts of fees out of the client without losing employees they actually valued. Once they fired a sacrificial tech, the client would be happy, and they could send one of their “permanent” employees out to deal with the technical issue.
It worked out well for the fired guy. They hired him at a salary much higher than he was getting previously. The training he got there allowed him to move on to better jobs doing the same thing for even more pay working for employers who weren’t insane.
The stupid thing is that they could create a position just for that, and tell them their job is to be fired. A new hire every day, don’t waste time on the training. Or is there an employment watchdog who cracks down on these schemes?
I think the issue is the one client that needed the special treatment needed to see them fire someone new every time, and they couldn’t send someone who didn’t know enough about the storage system to be worth firing.
Parking lot attendant for a couple of lawyers looking to make money with an unused, vacant lot in the city.
Every weekend, I must have had about a dozen cars towed and about as many times been angrily filmed with (the then new) iPhone cameras stuck in my face.
Did they even have signage up?
Yes! Placards were up and it was legit. Guys pulling in to park there just didnt expect that not paying would net them a towed vehicle.
Being hired and told not to do anything. Everything, down to cleaning out my desk, required upper management approval.
Craziest place I ever worked. They wanted spineless yes men with zero initiative.
I was taken along for a job as a “technical advisor”, just in case. I only got told what the job is actually about on my way there - and my reply was: “The software cannot do that!”. We had spent a fortune on hiring equipment for this special job, and it would be a total waste.
So I told the project leader that I would write the necessary software for this job before the event starts. I got setup with server and PC before anyone else, and went to bed at 4am. Software worked perfectly, customer was happy.
I worked on the “slime line,” gutting fish in Seldovia Alaska when I was young. One long summer was more than enough for me. Also spent time while i was there “de-byssing” mussels on a raft with my buddies for some side cash. Same as debearding, but the guy called it “de-byssing.”
I worked at billing in a company serving adult content phone services, sex line if you will. We had quite casual fridays, meaning going out for longer lunch and having few beers and then back. One friday they were making an audio tape but lacked one male participant and obvious thing happened and they asked me to join in. Well… few beers later I was to be found on one audio story.
I had a patient who attempted suicide by overdose on OTC pain relievers because their parents refused to buy them cat-ear headphones, and was then presented said cat-ear headphones in hospital by their parents.
MAN, social work or Healthcare is wild for this.
Tons of little “yeah, loved talking to the kid. Then the foster family said they couldn’t play Grand Theft Auto in the house their young children live in, so he chucked a controller through a wall. His bio parents bought him a new controller”
So children can be fostered and still in contact with their biological parents?
Oh yeah, happens a lot when parents or the kid are in the system.
For this kid, essentially, although they didn’t prep me as his case worker, had to be put in foster care to keep his other sibling safe. He had assaulted her in some degree that wasn’t disclosed to me, and they still attended family sessions together so I’ve always been unsure of the severity.
Anytime there’s a court involved with kids being taken from parents, temporary or otherwise, a foster care situation will take place over any group home type thing and will be the preferred placement where possible and safe.
Had one young girl who’s parents regularly missed visitations because she was moved states after the father visited the foster home (shouldn’t have had the address, all assumed the daughter passed it on). She was moved out of state to a foster home in the region I worked in, she knew her parents, but hadn’t seen them in person in more than a year, mostly because both parents were addicts and both were on the last straw with the courts, and the dad’s vibes and frequency of calls suggested he wasn’t planning on seeing her again. That girl had to be moved after she bit a chunk of cheek off of her foster placement mom, the sweetest lady I’d met in my time there who had just gotten approved to foster and this was her first placement.
Social work sucks
My first job at 14 years old was working a hot dog cart for a big burly asshole. His wife would come visit me while I was working and hit on me all the time. “You’re the most attractive man I’ve ever seen”, shit like that. She’d sit me down and have me watch her ass while she sold hot dogs. Looking back she was pretty hot, but when I was 14 she looked ancient.
Dude I think you were in a porno but everyone forgot to tell you.
I know, so cliche, but I was too young, stupid, and terrified to move the plot along.
A few months of techwork, Copying VHS porn for a distributor. Hundreds of tapes everyday. I had to monitor the source while it ran. I still wonder if the hundred guys in 24h record has been broken.
I was snoopy at a fair. The requirement was “be 160 cm or shorter”. I am 161. I’ve never felt that one centimeter more.
