Sounds like a burned bridge. Be careful if you burn too many you’ll be stuck alone on an island

Yeah I’ve done this a few times. I used to work in construction, so jobs would often not be quite what they seemed from the job description, and sometimes the hiring people would lie. At one former job, I found out I was getting paid less than I was told in the interview, so I walked out. One job I worked for a day or two until we had to go up on a roof with bare joists and no one tied off. When I mentioned safety concerns they called me a pussy so I walked off. Nothing is worth falling off a roof into a bunch of construction debris.

Yeah, because the shitheads lied about the job.

“Oh, yeah, you have to go to remote sites, but the average is only about a 20 minute commute.”

And then once they gave me the job, they assigned me nothing but clients that were all 60+ minutes out of town. I interviewed with other companies on the clock and then quit with no notice.

Fucking assholes.

I was desperate for a job after I had started over in a new city. I had a month to figure out how to pay next months rent. I got a call from Little Caesars to come interview, and as much as I despise food work, I felt I had little other choice.

They put me on the dough for my first day. It was hot and awful. Boring AF too. $8.00/hr. I got a phone call after “lunch” and it was for an interview to run a boost mobile on the other side of town… I walked straight out of Little Caesars and was hired the next day at Boost, which was more to my liking.

Stringing them along and wasting more of their time and money was the not a dick option? I’d say that’s the be more of a dick option. I’m all for walking out on a shitty job, but it sounds like their worst crime was not giving you as good an offer as somewhere else.

Once upon a time I got a job working at a swimming pool supply store. For a total of about 15 min during my very first shift I was in the main room putting price stickers on things and whatnot. For the remaining hours of my shift I was back in the chlorine room filling up chlorine tanks. Tbf the pool store was following regulations as far as I know. I had goggles and gloves and the room had a big ventilation fan and all that. But even still, I got chlorine all over my skin and clothes and was perpetually dehydrated from the fumes. Had to run to the water fountain like a million times. Afterwards I decided there was no way I was going to work with chlorine all day every day until it killed me so the next day I came in and asked the manager if there was any way I could do other work and not be in the chlorine room. He was like, “unfortunately that’s the job”. So I told him, “ok I understand. In that case I don’t think this is going to work out. Thanks for the opportunity though!” And I left after only one shift. Shortest job I ever had.