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Probably safe to say that most people get fired from something at least once in their lives....let's get the stories 
1. My first job was working in a bakery. I hated EVERY minute of it. Scraping the floor to get the gunk up, washing dishes for hours, etc. etc. I won't lie, I 1/2 ***** it while working. Company policy was that all employees took home day old goods. **** that, bruh. I want the fresh stuff. Got reprimanded more times than I can count for doing this. The nail in the coffin was when I was working the floor and had to get the pre-ordered cakes from the fridge to give to the customers. I sucked at doing this, b/c my thumbs would ALWAYS go in the back of the cake leaving two giant holes. Because the thumb holes were facing me when showing the cakes to the customers, they didn't think anything was wrong with their purchase. Obviously, there would be calls back to the bakery within minutes of those customers unboxing their cakes at home. The bakery would have to reimburse and provide a new (free) cake the next time. Yeah...I lasted all of 3 weeks at this job before being let go. That was the end of my career in the bakery business
2. In college I worked the front desk at the dorm checking people in during my freshman year. Some nights it was DEAD. There was one evening, to pass time, that I decided to smear peanut-butter in wads of wet paper towels. I'd throw these wads at my boy's window which was on the 2nd floor of the dorm. It turned into a mini-war as he and some other friends were throwing all sorts of **** back out trying to get me. This went on for about an hour or so, so you can imagine the mess that was on the side of the dorm and around the window. For whatever the reason, my supervisor decided to check in on me in person that night and I saw her coming around the corner. I sprinted to the nearest sink and was trying to wash myself off and get rid of the evidence. She saw me (and I was COVERED in peanut butter) and asked if I knew anything about the mess on the dorm. I said I didn't know what she was talking about and continued to try to wash everything off. I was fired on the spot
Aight, NT....have at it....
1. My first job was working in a bakery. I hated EVERY minute of it. Scraping the floor to get the gunk up, washing dishes for hours, etc. etc. I won't lie, I 1/2 ***** it while working. Company policy was that all employees took home day old goods. **** that, bruh. I want the fresh stuff. Got reprimanded more times than I can count for doing this. The nail in the coffin was when I was working the floor and had to get the pre-ordered cakes from the fridge to give to the customers. I sucked at doing this, b/c my thumbs would ALWAYS go in the back of the cake leaving two giant holes. Because the thumb holes were facing me when showing the cakes to the customers, they didn't think anything was wrong with their purchase. Obviously, there would be calls back to the bakery within minutes of those customers unboxing their cakes at home. The bakery would have to reimburse and provide a new (free) cake the next time. Yeah...I lasted all of 3 weeks at this job before being let go. That was the end of my career in the bakery business
2. In college I worked the front desk at the dorm checking people in during my freshman year. Some nights it was DEAD. There was one evening, to pass time, that I decided to smear peanut-butter in wads of wet paper towels. I'd throw these wads at my boy's window which was on the 2nd floor of the dorm. It turned into a mini-war as he and some other friends were throwing all sorts of **** back out trying to get me. This went on for about an hour or so, so you can imagine the mess that was on the side of the dorm and around the window. For whatever the reason, my supervisor decided to check in on me in person that night and I saw her coming around the corner. I sprinted to the nearest sink and was trying to wash myself off and get rid of the evidence. She saw me (and I was COVERED in peanut butter) and asked if I knew anything about the mess on the dorm. I said I didn't know what she was talking about and continued to try to wash everything off. I was fired on the spot
Aight, NT....have at it....
