No! My permanent record!

Two weeks is bullshit. Not a law nor rule.

They're not wrong though, assuming they're in the UK and/or their contract agrees a minimum of two weeks notice, as is standard.

This applies both ways. I expect this employee would be angry if their employer breached their contract to sack them immediately without this notice, but if the employee breaches those same terms of their agreed contract that's....okay? No.

Regardless of their feelings, it's very unprofessional, petty even, and depending on how litigious and unhappy with them their employer is, not a very smart idea.

There are many edge cases where things must be looked at differently of course (someone resigning over harassment at work would not wish to remain there for a fortnight serving their notice for example), but this must be discussed and agreed upon, because again, it deviates from the legally binding contractual agreement they both signed.

This employee, regardless of any legitimate grievances, in this communication is unprofessional, petty, and frankly childish.

While I don't know the story behind their falling out, I suspect the employer will be glad to see them go. I wouldn't want them working for me, or even work with them as a colleague. They sound awful.

Don’t give 2 week notices. The only incentive you have is if you are leaving on good terms you can use them as a reference or maybe come back if the circumstances work.

The downsides far outweigh the benefits. They could terminate you, cut your hours, get mad that you’re quitting and give you bad references.

My last job was retail, worked there is different areas for 13 years. Took some pride in outlasting a bunch of shitty managers that kept trying to do anything they could to get me fired or to quit, never knew why, but they were never able to fire me, so I can only assume they were trying to cut down on full-time positions.

Ended needing to quit because I couldn't find a new place to live in my area after my previous landlord decided to stop renting the place. Gave them 2 weeks notice and they started treating me even shittier, so I bailed on the day we were supposed to do inventory. Kinda fucked them over, but I didn't give a shit anymore. I'm never going to work for them again anyway, even if I kept that door open.

There's nothing more satisfying than quitting in person so you can look your boss in the eye and tell him he is a piece of shit, making them so mad they threaten to call the cops on you for trespassing as you are literally walking out the door lmao.

I don't mind giving a 2 week notice normally, but at this particular job one of my coworkers put her notice in and they fired her that day. They immediately lost their 2 week notice privileges from me with that slick move.

I love how companies expect you to give them 2 week notices, but how many of them give you any notice before laying you off or firing you? None- that's how many. They literally value their own profits over human beings, fuck them.

There's only one state in the U.S., and since it's an iPhone, sorry, kind of assuming you're in the States, that that's true in.

I’ve spent the last year trying to make it work with one of my guys.

At first, I told him the rest of the team was having trouble connecting with him. He would wander off without telling anyone where he was going or what he was doing, which gave the impression that he wasn’t working. I explained that optics matter, because we’re all in this together. If we can’t count on each other, it makes it harder for everyone. He appreciated that conversation, but things didn’t improve.

He continued to show up late or call in sick, often on days when he knew we’d be busiest. I talked to him again about reliability—how it's the most basic form of respect. Not just for your workplace, but for yourself. When you say you're going to do something or be somewhere, it’s vital that your word means something. If you can’t be counted on, how can anyone rely on you?

I didn’t just tell him this. I lived it. I showed him with kindness and consistency how important those basic values are.

Last week was the busiest week our team has ever faced. It was also one of the most critical in terms of proving what we could do together. I prepped the team ahead of time and told them how proud I was to step up to the challenge with them.

On the first of the two most important days, he was late. The first 15 minutes were the most crucial of the entire day, and he missed half of them. I wasn’t angry. I handled it myself. But when he arrived, I told him how stressful that time was for me, and I reminded him again how important these two days were. He said he understood. He said he was sorry.

The next morning, I was 15 minutes into busting my ass alone. I texted him: Where are you? Nothing. Radio silence. No reply that day. Not a single call or message.

The next day, he told me he was sick and had a doctor’s note. The note was timestamped 3:45 p.m., and it said he was cleared to return to work that day.

I just stared at it for a moment. I didn’t get angry. I didn’t yell. I just said, “Okay,” and continued working. We worked in silence for most of the day.

Later, he said casually, “I heard you were upset yesterday morning.”

I replied calmly, “I was. Yes. It was stressful.”

He shrugged and said, “Sorry about that.”

I didn’t respond. I just kept working. Then, just before I left, I turned to him and said this in a calm but measured tone:

“Let me clarify something. Yesterday, I was upset because it was stressful. I’m not upset today. I’m disappointed today. I wanted to be able to say to the rest of the team that I could rely on you when it mattered most. But I can’t say that. I can’t defend you to the team when they feel like you leave them to figure it out on their own, because you left me when I told you I needed you the most. I’m not upset. I’m deeply disappointed.”

He tried to defend himself with the doctor’s note, but I raised my hand to stop him. He waited for me to say something else, but I didn’t. I let the silence speak, then walked out.

I’m sharing this because I saw this meme and it made me feel sad and reflect. I know it may be counter to the fun of the meme, but I thought the point was worth sharing.

Sometimes, jobs are crappy. Sometimes you work for people who don’t care but still expect you to. In those cases, I understand the temptation to stop caring or to burn bridges that don’t seem worth crossing.

But here’s my advice:

Respect—not because others have earned it, but because you are worth giving it to.

Hold yourself to a higher standard, not for them, but for you. Elevate yourself because it's worth doing. Be better to yourself.

And when others who also respect themselves find you, they’ll recognize that quality in you. That’s when you find people worth teaming up with. That’s how you build something greater, something that’s not just productive, but meaningful and fun.

My last job didn't even get notice, I just didn't keep showing up and deleted everyone's number from my phone

They were probably super mad that I didn't open the store, but I literally do not care even slightly

I have attempted the 2 week's notice 3 times. Only 1 of which have I actually made it to the end. First job in HS, I had no bad blood, but it was a union shop that paid like .10 over min wage. When the union tried to shake me down for dues (of which they wanted like 2 check's worth of money since I was the Lowest level and only working part time) I told them no thank you, put in 2 weeks notice, worked til the end.

2nd job it was the end of high school, 2 weeks notice was in bc off to college. The company fires my boss, then I tell his replacement I need x and y days off next week for grad night/ graduation related activities. I show up the next day and it's a different guy working who made the schedule without talking to anyone apparently. I told him I had asked the other lady for X and Y days off. "Well, right now you're scheduled to work, if you want those days off, you're going to need to get someone to cover your shift."

I'm good chief, I'll take my last check please.

The other one I had the new job desperately needing help and wanting me to start ASAP, so I worked it out where I was going to grind a 60+ hr week where I'd train in the AM at the new job and take a late shift at the old job. The 2nd day I was burnt out asf. I walk into the old job at 6 pm after grinding 8 hrs at the new job to a severely understaffed store and I was supposed to close down with the worst fellow supervisor we had. She was a very sweet older lady, but she was just slow at absolutely everything she did. I knew that closing with her while short a cashier and a bagger meant I'd be doing double/ triple duty that night and getting out an hour later than usual. I just said fuck this shit and bounced. I made up some sob story about personal issues going on to not completely burn that bridge and actually kept eligibility for rehire, but I was fucking done with that place.