About 10 years ago, I went through my divorce, drank myself almost to death and lost my job because I lost my license because of a DUI.
I took a job that was within walking distance to where I was living, but the pay wasn't great and I owed back child support, so I took a part-time job 2-3 nights a week and one day on the weekend to help make a little extra money and to keep me busy, as I had just quit drinking. The job was at a local gas station/convenient store.
I worked Friday night from 5:00 PM-midnight and the 3rd shift guy called in and I was asked to stay until 6:00 AM when the 2 first shift guys came in, and it was June and it was a Saturday morning and the weather was going to be in the 90's, so of course at 5:00 AM, the two first shift guys call in. At 7:00 AM, the manager called and said that they couldn't find anyone to come in and that no one from the other stores would come in. I was pissed, as my Saturday shift started at 2:00 PM and this meant that I was going to work about a 29 hour shift, by myself on the busiest day of the year. I called the GM and she never called back. At about 9:00 AM, the place was slammed with people buying ice, beer, soda, chips and the gas pumps were slammed with people filling up their boats. I got a call from the manager telling me that I had to stay until the end of my scheduled shift and I knew that the 3rd shift guy was going to call in sick again. I got so frustrated when the manager came in for 15 minutes to make the deposit and then he left to go to the lake, when it was his job to stay and cover the sick calls. He nitpicked me to death about the store behing messy, but it was busy and I was by myself and never really had a chance to leave the register.
The job itself wasn't worth the shit pay, let alone work a 29 hour shift and possibly more if they couldn't find anyone for the 3rd shift. After the manager left to make the deposit and go to the lake (he had just told me to not call him because he didn't get phone reception at the lake), I locked the front door (I let the customers already in the store finish their purchases) and then I counted out my register and dropped the money in the drop safe and placed a note on the front door that read "CLOSED due to management getting drunk at the lake". I locked the front doors from the inside and left out the back door (of course I made sure it was locked). I heard it was a few hours before anyone realized that the store was closed and then it took a few more hours to find someone with keys to go in.
I actually felt bad, as I have always given a notice when I left a job, but for what they were paying to put up with that BS wasn't worth it, maybe if the manager treated me with a little respect, I might have said f*ck it and stayed and worked (one customer already offered to sell me a few ritalin to help stay awake, lol), but I was pissed and ready to kill someone.
