Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Someone Walked Out At Work

Last Friday a coworker left at 11am on his own power. He didn't and won't come back. He texted his 'friend' some totally weak excuse that no one buys ("didnt feel accepted" this despite working for the company for 2 years and having consistent lunch friends). He has no other job lined up. He was still in training, and it had been 1.5 months. I just spent 4 hours with him last week and he took a ton of notes and asked a bunch of questions. As he took the job in January, he told us all how pumped he was to get an entry level 'ladder' job into a corporate company. We're shocked and rather upset. He's also a liar to those he spoke to last week about his training, and classless for not even giving a notice of a week or even that he was quitting. He just left. This job had multiple applicants, had a good wage with good benefits (medical!!!), and a chance to move up or to another dept. This job had a future, but the story of quitting out of nowhere made me flash back to a story I read in the Washington Post years ago. Here are the passages that resonate with this walk out....


And what about his first job, as one of the red-hatted guides in downtown
Washington? "The best job I had," he said. It was $12.52 an hour, 40 hours a
week. He had a bank account that got up to $700 -- and then, after 18 months of
giving the same directions, helping the same homeless people, making the same
money, he quit.

or how about this quick quit job....

He got a job as an $8-an-hour security guard at a Rite-Aid in Dupont Circle, and
on the second day, when a customer tapped him on the arm and said, "Excuse me,
where's the foot powder?" he was only too happy to help. "It should all be good
now," he said mid-morning, but then his back began to hurt from standing, and he
used the word "boring," and two customers began having a loud conversation about
Gas-X, and he said, "I'm going to try to tough it out. I mean, I ain't gonna
try, I am going to tough it out," and from that point forward every minute
became an act of persuasion until he walked off the job in the middle of day 10.

Those are limited jobs in a stronger economic environment, but there is still value in a job. Heck, my coworker had a job in our great depression 2.0 with decent pay and good benefits and a future. I usually wish people good luck when they leave, but I can only hope this guy figures what is wrong with his head before any well wishes.

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