How I Got Fired From Many Jobs

I got fired from more jobs than I quit. This getting fired from jobs started when I was 15 years old. I went to work for a drapery and upholstery fabric store. My job was to type labels for samples of fabric, which included changing the typewriter from lowercase to uppercase and continual changing of red and black typewriter ribbon. Yes this was a long time ago. After my first day and a wastebasket full of unusable labels I was let go. The lesson learned here was that I should have stuffed the labels in my purse.

In my junior year of high school I went to work for a group of lawyers. One of the lawyers dictate about 20 letters to me. I was put in the storage room with a typewriter. I proudly came out of the storage room several hours later, and asked the lawyer why all the letters were addressed to Ray. It turned out that I though "re" was Ray. I was asked to leave on the spot and find new employment. I should have addressed this problem in the beginning before starting to type, instead of waiting until after which would have saved my job.

I found a job working for Diahatsu Trimobile-- three wheeled car. This car was fairly new in the United States. I was in college at the time and needed some extra money. I was hired as the secretary to the Vice President. I was quite impressed to be offered such a prestigious position. However, my joy was short-lived. The second week of employment I was asked to take dictation from the President of the company, as his secretary was out sick. After two hours of dictation I filled an entire book of shorthand. I went back to my office to type the letters but could not read my writing. I was asked not to return the next day.

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Slenderella was a place with special machines to help women take of unwanted inches on their bodies. Women were placed on a the machine for twenty minutes and then they were turned around on the machine for another twenty minutes. There were about thirty of these machines at Slenderalla, and when the ladies pressed a buzzer I immediately went to their booth and turned them around. The machines were set up to exercise the entire body. I was not really fired from this job but I went home really exhausted and wished I was fired. Fortunately Slenderella did go out of business. And for once I was not blamed for anything.

I was hire by Saks Fifth Avenue to work in the stockroom as a summer job. However the saleslady in the maternity department quit abruptly. I got to sell maternity clothes to many celebrities. I had never used a cash register before, and no one had time to show me. Needless to say after a week on the job I was relieved of my duties. Never mind that unfair firing, I sold a lot of clothes.

I did apply to a temporary agency to fill in with extra work during summer vacations. Actually I did quite well until I messed up a filing system. I was not called again.

I worked for a Radio and TV Station Representative for a few years and actually did quite well until the boss was fired. So when I got married and moved to Chicago I got a good recommendation for a similar company and was hired, but I was fired--of course--for a bad attitude. I wanted to leave five minutes early to catch the "L" and that qualified as a poor work ethic and bad attitude.

My second job in Chicago after I was married was with a Medical Supply Company. They wanted to hire me at a salary lower than I wanted. They promised me a raise in one month if I did well. And I did do well and got the raise. Since it was a small office the other girls knew about the raise but not why I got it, and they decided to give me the cold shoulder. I was very young and making a huge adjustment getting married and living in cold Chicago and my work went downhill. They just had to fire me.

This job with the engineering company had a lot of promise, and believe it or not they were happy with my work and attitude until they found out my religious preference. They even asked me if my husband was that religion. I was honest with them and said we were both of the same faith. They immediately let me go. I guess this would not happen today.

I have held many jobs during the years and I often came home full of enthusiasm at first. The first week was often filled with hope, enthusiasm and joy .By the second work I came home quietly and when asked how work was I just answered "fine". By the third week I was very quiet and grumbling. By the fourth week I was often out the door looking for a new job.

I have had many jobs that I quit for one reason or another. I basically do better working for myself and dealing with the ups and downs of whatever business I happen to have been in. There are many more jobs some of which I want to forget and others that I have forgotten.

While trying to find work while my first husband was in school, I applied to an advertising company. They gave me a typing test and I managed to do 20 words per minute. Obviously I didn't get the job, and believe it or not I asked for more money than they were willing to pay.

I once applied to a major Public Relations job of which I knew nothing. I figured I could learn on the job. It is a good thing I didn't get the job or I surely would have been fired. I actually was hired to be Public Relations director of another large advertising company. I didn't even know what the job would entail. It is a good thing the office closed down in two weeks.