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one time i got let go, i talked my way into an extra week's worth of employment. not extra pay, like severence pay - for a whole week i actually came into the office every morning and without even pretending to work proceeded to update, print and photocopy my resume, fed-ex them all over town and call everyone i knew, all on company dime. by friday i had a job at another office lined up for monday morning. i collected my final paycheck for the previous week of "work," and said so long, suckers!
i was still in college at the time, but i was interning at an architecture firm down the street from where i lived. when i got my degree, i had been hoping they were going to hire me. instead, one of the partners called me into his office to "talk about something." i could tell pretty quickly that the other partners made him do all the firing. he was the business partner, but not the the suave golf playing type, just a real uptight push-over of a bean-counter. so when he told me they were going to have to let me go, i just looked at him like i'd never heard such a ridiculous thing in my life. i said, "well... ok, but if i were quitting i'd have to give you two weeks notice. i think it's only fair that you give me at least a week notice." he opened his mouth, but nothing came out for a couple of seconds. then he just looked at his desk and said, "yeah, okay... i'll work something out with accounting."
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