This is the thread where people can give their former / current employers the bird...

Ingrams, you suck! (Though right now, I wish I had that job back more than just about anything else in the world...)

So, about 2 months ago, I find out my wee li'l non-profit org is closing its doors - we're funded by trade unions in my beloved home state to monitor publically funded construction projects. Since my arrival (5 years ago), times have been tough, but the wee li'l org (& the three people that worked there) soldiered on, until a couple months ago, when we were (finally!) told that the doors would officially be closing. We had gotten to a point where all of our largest contributors had pulled out of our organization, and we were spending $18,000 / month more whan we were receiving from our board. Kinda hard to keep going when that much money is going poof.

Today was the closing day. Up to this point, we were told numerous times that there wasn't anything that could be done to save the place, so we cleaned out the offices, threw away all our case files from the past 6+ years, deleted all pertinent computer files & such, cancelled all outstanding accounts, etc etc etc. We (me, my father, & the other guy) were under the impression that there'd be a SLIM chance for us to receive a severance package of some sort - my dad was there for 7 years, and the other guy for 9; suffice it to say, we logged some time for these folks. Up until today, we also thought that some of the board members would be supportive of us getting a serverance package (something along the lines of one months' pay) - there had been enough of a rapport established between us and a good number of board members that the motion would be passed with a majority vote.

I left the office around 1:10 PM (EST) to run an office-related errand during the final board meeting - a good # of board members were there, along with our accountant & a lawyer hired to take care of any foundation-dissolution paperwork, dot the I's, that sort of thing.

As I'm returning from the bank, I see the head of the board zooming down the street, and my dad waiting in his car. Turns out that the board members have decided to KEEP the foundation going, but A) without us and B) without giving us any sort of severance - instead, they're just going to continue dumping money into the foundation account, waiting for a time when there's enough $$$ in said account to hire new folks to keep the place going. The vote was nearly unanimous; of the 11 or 12 board members there, only ONE voted to give us severance pay (this after the boss TALKED TO a number of board members & got their support). I walk into the office to get some of my things & shut down the PC in my office - 3 of the board members are standing at the front desk. I just walk by into my office (not even 5 feet away from the front desk) & gather my stuff. Unfortunately, my lovely Windows machine decides to take the scenic route in shutting its dead ass down, so I have the pleasure of waiting while one of the board members offers his explanation re: this turn of events - "You know, we were blindsided by this severance package thing - our hands were tied."

I wasn't expecting any package, mind you - I'm still leery of my final paycheck actually clearing, knowning the underhandedness of these dipshits. But to actually say THAT, when numerous off-the-cuff motions have been mentioned and discussed and passed during the course of one meeting countless times, including the one where they wanted to boot my dad as Executive Director four years ago (which, thankfully, didn't pass), when this particular board member had a discussion concerning the severance issue just last week, when none of this "out-of-money" bullshit would be an issue had the board actually decided to, y'know, PAY US WHAT'S OWED, instead of (for example) giving us the check-is-in-the-mail excuse for 6 months, using our services, and then leaving the foundation w/out paying the $60,000 owed to us ...

While I might've felt better offering these folks a brief little fuck-you tirade touching on all of these points before leaving, I simply said, "Yeah, well, shit happens," and left the office.

(Clearly, this doesn't explain 1/100th of the nonsense that surrounded my job, and I'm not about to go into particulars here, and I had it pretty good when I had it, and I'm better off just being done w/ all this horseshit, but, yeah, on a good number of levels, it really sucks.)

geez dave, this is horrible. i'm sorry. if expletives help: fuck the fucking fuckers.

Mitch, I'm more thankful that you actually read all of that than for the sympathy (but the sympathy's nice, too - thanks). And, yeah, more expletives!

You should GG Allin them, dave... sparing yourself in the process of course.

I don't have any grievance like Dave's, but my former employers are delusional, self-important, childish assholes. I enjoy every day I have NOT worked for them, and am delighted to watch them slowly go to the wall. I would like to say more, but someone who works for them posts on here, so...

Woman with dyed red dreadlocks who works for Carleston Marketing in Northampton supervising the data entry area: FUCK YOU. You look like a fucking primary school drama teacher, have a voice like the Holocaust, and wouldn't know a good worker if he beat you to death with your own shoe. Which I came quite close to doing on a number of occasions.

Fuck you, Dave's former employers.

DB, would that involve shitting ON them or shitting myself and throwing it AT them? Either way, I don't have the stomach for such righteous boo - pressure to perform & all that, y'know.

Legal-minded ILXors: if said bastard employers were to lay off employees due to lack of funds, lay low for 6 months, accrue funds, & then hire new folks to run the foundation that previously employed me, would I have grounds to fuck w/ their shit in regards to a lack of severance pay? Do I have grounds right now? (And are they really just Folgers crystals disguised as grounds?)

sorry to hear about this Dave.

I wasn't quite sure from your post what you mean by the $60,000 owed to you and your father. You're certainly entitled to what's yours. Not knowing anything about CT law, it's especially hard to say without know more facts, but it would certainmy mattter if you have signed a contract, what exactly they may have promised or not promissed you, orally or not, etc.

You are welcome to contact me to talk more -- you know where to find me. Again, I am sorry. :(

Heh. She said "oral".

happy to service you any time, Dave.

Oh, man - the < / Beavis> tag didn't print! I was trying not to horn in on Dang's territory w/ that post. (Heh - "horn".) War & Peace-like explication is heading to a Hotmail account near you, Ms. R. (I'll e-mail it to anyone else interested, too, for $500 & a sushi dinner.)

ONE YEAR LATER:

For what it's worth, I started a new job a couple of weeks ago (a paid internship IT type thing), & so far, I've only crashed the server once. Woo! Being nominally unemployed for 9 months (excepting some part-time temping & three asscrap shifts as a 3est 3uy shill) = the suck.

Dear Pa*pade*ux,

Thanks for making me a trainer (which has morphed into 'corporate trainer' on every application since), thanks for the unlocked wine cage next to the back door, thanks to all of my managers for making it easy to steal their codes, but most of all, thanks for the down payment on my truck. Fuck you for having me work 75 hours the week before Christmas.

Dear Oas*s on Jo* Po*l,

Thanks for encouraging employees to booze it up on the clock, thanks for letting me charge asshole parties for drinks that were never made, delete them and keep the money, thanks for the $500 I made on Mother's Day from buffets that never got rung up. Your kitchen is the most disgusting environment I've ever been in, anyone who eats at your establishment is a fool.

Dear Te*as Roadh*use,

Fuck you for having me work on New Year's Eve when I had the flu. Fuck you for telling me to get back to my tables when I was in the back throwing up. Fuck you for having mandatory staff meetings after work and not paying anyone. Fuck you for having a scam-proof computer system. Fuck me for not quitting sooner.

I'm about to give my current employers the shove and sign a contract at a place just over the street for a significantly higher wage. Take that you insane fuxx.