Monday, June 15, 2020

Stupid Things Escape Room Players Did


Escape rooms are a strange chance to see what people will do when they're left up to their own wits. Usually it ends with idiots smashing props with hammers, smuggling tools in and trying to escape through very real air ducts and sewers. Escape room employees see some weird stuff.

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Text - chazminor6 1.2k points · 2 days ago I did an escape room with my family and the workers have to tell you not to lick the light bulb. This is because some guy thought if he licked the light bulb the answer would be revealed on the light bulb. The only answer he found was light bulbs are hot and can burn you.

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Text - Genocide_Fan 30.5k points · 2 days ago I interviewed for a job at an escape room. They told me that one of their standard instructions you MUST tell every group is to not stick things in electrical outlets because too many people did it.

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Text - riotoustripod 26.9k points · 2 days ago Escape room enthusiast here. We spent far more time than I care to admit trying to figure out what the hell the numbers written in sharpie on the underside of the rug in the middle of the room meant. Turns out they were an inventory number from the thrift store the designer bought the thing from, and nobody else had ever noticed them before. We still won, but that wasted a LOT of our time.

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Text - OdaSet 26.9k points · 2 days ago Had a group come in, I noticed they had been drinking a little, but seemed mostly fine. So I let them into the room and start the clock. They were just wandering around. At the half an hour mark they were laying on the floor and rolling around. They didn't do any harm to the room. I don't remember if they even solved one puzzle. When I let them out after an hour they claimed it was fun. But they didn't really do anything? And did they remember it the next

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Text - trash_confetti 24.8k points · 2 days ago · edited 1 day ago I one had a group of drunk guys go in and they ran through their allotted hints pretty quickly. They asked for another hint and we said over the speakers that they were out of hints. One of the guys threatened to start taking off his clothes until we gave another hint.

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Text - steun88 23.4k points · 2 days ago In the Netherlands there is this prison escape room where everyone is a prisoner and you have to escape prison (it is done in an actual ancient prison). There are about 300 participants and 85 actors (mostly prison guards and some prisoners). They have over 15 storylines which you can follow and there are other inmates (actors) which will lead those storylines and send you one quests. Coming back to the question, at the beginning they warned everyone that

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Text - Tolkien-Minority 20.4k points · 2 days ago Mate worked at an escape room and he told me that some guys tried to smash a hole in the wall to get out because it was an Alcatraz themed room.

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Text - frozonesmite 15.7k points · 2 days ago First thing I had to learn working at an escape room: Everything, yes EVERYTHING, in the room was going to be dismantled, pulled on, or messed with in some way. Have a screwdriver in the room? Maybe there's a clue in the light switch cover. Blacklight? Must have to take it completely apart. TV for clues? Must have to unplug/change inputs. And anything not nailed down is bound to be broken

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Text - TortanusTheShuttle 15.5k points · 2 days ago 9 One guy pissed on the wall, thinking the plaster was snow.

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Text - LordSnooBoo 13.6k points · 2 days ago One of them believed the clue was inside them

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Text - Palindromic_ 13.5k points · 2 days ago At an escape room near me they had a group of lads on a stag do. These guys got very drunk and during the escape room, thought they could escape via the sewers. The managed to rip out the manhole cover which was bolted down into concrete. This cover is now permanently broken as its too expensive to fix they said. Advised us to not escape via the sewers...

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Text - uoYredruM 13.0k points · 2 days ago 9 I don't work at one but my coworker went to one last year and his story was hilarious. He's a really serious guy from Boston, got talked into going to one with his wife and a few old friends that had come down for vacation. He said as soon as they walked in he saw a broom that looked completely out of place so he grabbed it. He thought they'd need it at some point. They made it out of the first room. They go to the second room and he's still got the b

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Text - They're reading the clues over and over and he gets fixated on the broom while everyone else is searching the room. He's looking it over up and down, checking the handle for markings (mind you he has terrible near sight vision) and checking the bristles. Times running out and he's arguing with his wife at this point that the broom has the final clue. Time runs up, they walk out and the crew is just dying laughing at him. Someone left the broom by mistake, nothing more, nothing less. He ca

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Text - Thesunwillshineonus 13.0k points · 2 days ago One time, a group was trying to figure out the code to a locked compartment. So this huge guy In the group decided this was a waste of time and tried to rip off the compartment door with his bare hands. He was almost successful, but we stopped him before he could do further damage to the door. He didn't understand what was wrong. Another one happened where a group were handcuffed and they couldn't find the key. The game master was trying to gi

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Text - mizboring 12.8k points · 2 days ago Not sure if this counts. I did an escape room with a group of friends. At the end, you found a flash drive which was supposed to be plugged into a computer. We opened the document and there were instructions to print. We got print, and the printer gave us an "out of ink" error. We assumed this was part of the game and started looking for a magenta cartridge. Then an employee slipped in the room, replaced the cartridge, and told us to hit print again. Ap

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Text - staticman1 12.5k points · 2 days ago I went to one where there were three identical rooms which teams competed in at the same time. If you finished you then got to watch and listen to the other teams. Our team did pretty well and we got to watch the other two teams try to complete it. Anyway, there was this one lock which was a number combination and you solved it by finding some sheet music in a book, with five notes on it, which corresponded to numbers. The piece was entitled 'The Key'

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Text - bustypirate 12.2k points · 2 days ago A group came in that disassembled some of the furniture (a bed and a desk), ripped some of the wallpaper off the walls and pulled the heads off some stuffed animals

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Text - Blemmyes 11.1k points · 2 days ago Not an escape room worker, but second time I went to one the owner told me that once a group decided to smash all the locks because they found the hammer (on which a clue is written) They had to replace all locks and it is now a toy hammer. I'd like to say those people were morons but when we found it the same idea was discussed in our group

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Text - indigoneutrino 8.2k points · 2 days ago · edited 2 days ago I feel kinda bad about the time our group unscrewed half the pictures on the wall using a paper clip, since none of us had the sense to think that maybe the pictures being screwed down was a sign we weren't supposed to look behind them.

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Text - maarten-col 5.2k points · 2 days ago · edited 1 day ago My buddy guessed a lock's combo which gave us the final clue, but we had not found the other ones. We ending up solving the room backwards. When the room administrator came in she had nothing else to say but "What the fuck did you guys do."

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Text - Busteray 3.4k points · 2 days ago · edited 2 days ago I was the player here. This was a horror themed escape house with people in costumes screaming at you from time to time with chainsaws and shit. We were in a room with an open jail cage and we knew the next clue was in that cage but it's pretty obvious that cage was designed to scare the shit out of whoever was inside. I waltzed in, the cage door slammed shut behind me. I took the note and slipped myself out between the bars. We waited

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Text - lw2797 3.3k points · 2 days ago Pulled the air vent covers off the walls/floor. Had to add in an official disclaimer in the rules shpeal i did before they went in the room, "NO CLUES IN THE AIR VENTS!" Customers were stupid a lot, but it was a pretty sweet gig overall!

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Quick Quora Post On The Word "Smart"


Some folks might connect with this Quora post that aims to break down the implications of the assigning the word smart to different individuals. Seems like there are a whole lot of "gifted students" out there that suffered the fallout of fielding so much pressure at a young age, just cause tests in class were a bit easier. 

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Text - Why are so many gifted students and adults underachievers? Riley Anderson, lives in My Head Answered Feb 8 Misguided praise. "You're so smart." It seems like an innocent compliment, right? It's not. As a gifted child, you're told that constantly. It becomes a part of your identity. That's what makes you special. That's what people like about you: your intelligence. You are only valued if you are smart. Now, when you're little, school is easy. Especially for you. You don't have to try at a

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Text - perfectly, you conclude. The thing is, school gets harder. Life gets harder. The 100% at the top of your tests turns into a 96%, which drops to an 89%. You try out new hobbies and realize there are things you aren't innately talented at. You begin to doubt your abilities. What if you can't do everything perfectly? Well, then you wouldn't be smart. And if you're not smart, then what are you? Worthless. So you underachieve. It's a genius solution. If you don't try, failure doesn't count. Af

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Text - Maybe. You don't know anymore, and you're too afraid to find out. Because if you do your best, and your best still isn't good enough- You're nothing. Source: The Atlantic 2

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Text - Amyas Cavit Feb 14 · 127 upvotes including Riley Anderson This is so right on. The only positive thing anyone ever told me was that I was smart. So reality hit me like a brick wall when things stopped being easy. I had grown so accustomed to being good at things with relatively little time and effort that I could not tolerate adversity. Challenges only made me anxious, and as time went on my ability to manage my life got worse and worse. The goal was no longer to succeed, it was to not fa

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Tumblr Breaks Down Color Theory


Yay, the big brains at Tumblr take us down a rabbit hole where we learn more about what's going on with this crazy thing called color theory. 

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Tumblr Story: Selfless Farmer With A Heart Of Gold


This beautiful story from one of the brilliant minds of Tumblr is a true diamond in the rough. Brace yourself for the feels. 

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Text - writing-prompt-s Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up. sadoeuphemist Arepo built a temple in his field, a humble thing, some stones stacked up to make a cairn, and two days later a god moved in. "Hope you're a harvest god," Arepo said, and set up an altar and burnt two stalks of wheat. "It'd be nice, you know." He looked down at the ash smeared on the stone, the rocks all laid askew, and coughed and

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Text - scratched his head. "I know it's not much," he said, his straw hat in his hands. "But - I'll do what I can. It'd be nice to think there's a god looking after me." The next day he left a pair of figs, the day after that he spent ten minutes of his morning seated by the temple in prayer. On the third day, the god spoke up. "You should go to a temple in the city," the god said. Its voice was like the rustling of the wheat, like the squeaks of fieldmice running through the grass. "A real temp

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Text - "This is more than I was expecting when I built it," Arepo said, laying down his scythe and lowering himself to the ground. "Tell me, what sort of god are you anyway?" "I'm of the fallen leaves," it said. "The worms that churn beneath the earth. The boundary of forest and of field. The first hint of frost before the first snow falls. The skin of an apple as it yields beneath your teeth. I'm a god of a dozen different nothings, scraps that lead to rot, momentary glimpses. A change in the a

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Text - Arepo plucked a stalk of wheat and flattened it between his teeth. “I like this sort of worship fine," he said. "So if you don't mind, I think I'll continue." "Do what you will," said the god, and withdrew deeper into the stones. "But don't say I never warned you otherwise." Arepo would say a prayer before the morning's work, and he and the god contemplated the trees in silence. Days passed like that, and weeks, and then the Storm rolled in, black and bold and blustering. It flooded Arepo

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Text - pieced them back together. "Useless work," the god whispered, but came creeping back inside the temple regardless. "There wasn't a thing I could do to spare you this." "We'll be fine," Arepo said. "The storm's blown over. We'll rebuild. Don't have much of an offering for today," he said, and laid down some ruined wheat, "but I think I'll shore up this thing's foundations tomorrow, how about that?" The god rattled around in the temple and sighed. A year passed, and then another. The temple

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Text - Arepo's field the wheat sprouted thin and brittle. People wailed and tore their robes, slaughtered lambs and spilled their blood, looked upon the ground with haunted eyes and went to bed hungry. Arepo came and sat by the temple, the flowers wilted now, the fruit shriveled nubs, Arepo's ribs showing through his chest, his hands still shaking, and murmured out a prayer. "There is nothing here for you," said the god, hudding in the dark. "There is nothing I can do. There is nothing to be don

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Text - of people prayed to other gods, but it didn't protect them from this. No," he said, and shook his head, and laid down some shriveled weeds on the altar. "No, I think I like our arrangement fine." "There will come worse," said the god, from the hollows of the stone. "And there will be nothing I can do to save you." The years passed. Arepo rested a wrinkled hand upon the temple of stone and some days spent an hour there, lost in contemplation with the god. And one fateful day, from across t

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Text - on his knees to a temple of hewed stone, and the god rushed out to meet him. "I could not save them," said the god, its voice a low wail. "I am sorry. I am sorry. I am so so sorry." The leaves fell burning from the trees, a soft slow rain of ash. "I have done nothing! All these years, and I have done nothing for you!" "Shush," Arepo said, tasting his own blood, his vision blurring. He propped himself up against the temple, forehead pressed against the stone in prayer. "Tell me," he mumble

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Text - image of them. "The worms that churn beneath the earth. The boundary of forest and of field. The first hint of frost before the first snow falls. The skin of an apple as it yields beneath your teeth." Arepo's lips parted in a smile. "I am the god of a dozen different nothings," it said. "The petals in bloom that lead to rot, the momentary glimpses. A change in the air -" Its voice broke, and it wept. "Before it's gone." "Beautiful," Arepo said, his blood staining the stones, seeping into

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Text - and returned home to his god. ciiriianan Sora found the temple with the bones within it, the roof falling in upon them. "Oh, poor god," she said, "With no-one to bury your last priest." Then she paused, because she was from far away. "Or is this how the dead are honored here?" The god roused from its contemplation. "His name was Arepo," it said, "He was a sower." Sora startled, a little, because she had never before heard the voice of a god. "How can I honor him?" She asked. "Bury him," t

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Text - "All right," Sora said, and went to fetch her shovel. "Wait," the god said when she got back and began collecting the bones from among the broken twigs and fallen leaves. She laid them out on a roll of undyed wool, the only cloth she had. "Wait," the god said, "I cannot do anything for you. I am not a god of anything useful." Sora sat back on her heels and looked at the altar to listen to the god. "When the Storm came and destroyed his wheat, I could not save it," the god said, "When the

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Text - "I think you are the god of something very useful," she said. "What?" the god asked. Sora carefully lifted the skull onto the cloth. "You are the god of Arepo." stu-pot Generations passed. The village recovered from its tragedies-homes rebuilt, gardens re-planted, wounds healed. The old man who once lived on the hill and spoke to stone and rubble had long since been forgotten, but the temple stood in his name. Most believed it to empty, as the god who resided there long ago had fallen sil

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Text - though mourning for a lost friend. The cold that seeped from the temple entrance laid their spirits low, and warded off any potential visitors, save for the rare and especially oblivious children who would leave tiny clusters of pink and white flowers that they picked from the surrounding meadow. The god sat in his peaceful home, staring out at the distant road, to pedestrians, workhorses, and carriages, raining leaves that swirled around bustling feet. How long had it been? The world had

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Text - cannot grant wishes or bless upon them good fortune. Who would maintain a temple and bring offerings with nothing in return. Who would share their company and meditate with such a fruitless deity. Who would bury a stranger without the hope for profit. What bizarre, futile kindness they had wasted on him. What wonderful, foolish, virtuous, hopeless creatures, humans were. So he painted the sunset with yellow leaves, enticed the worms to dance in their soil, flourished the boundary between

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Text - "Hello, God of Every Humble Beauty in the World," called a familiar voice. The squinting corners of the god's eyes wept down onto curled lips. "Arepo," he whispered, for his voice was hoarse from its hundred-year mutism. "I am the god of devotion, of small kindnesses, of unbreakable bonds. I am the god of selfless, unconditional love, of everlasting friendships, and trust," Arepo avowed, soothing the other with every word. "That's wonderful, Arepo," he responded between tears, "I'm so hap

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Text - "Farther than that, to the capitol, then? Thank you for visiting here before your departure." "No, I will not go there, either," Arepo shook his head and chuckled. "Farther still? What ambitious goals, you must have. There is no doubt in my mind that you will succeed, though," the elder god continued. "Actually," interrupted Arepo, "I'd like to stay here, if you'll have me." The other god was struck speechless. "... Why would you want to live here?" "I am the god of unbreakable bonds and

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Tumblr Thread: Teacher's Stuffed Animal Gains Cult Following


Sounds like an awesome teacher. Upgrading the stuffed octopus to account for all those snacks it was getting was a brilliant move. 

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Text - astaraxia asked So today this kid yelled Nani the fuck?!? in the middle of a test and I felt compelled to share this to the world. biggest-gaudiest-patronuses teachers, share the weird crap your kids have done! ralsalot I'm not a teacher (yet) but I do work with students and one of them had the nerve to look me dead in the eye and ask me "why would it be a bad idea for me to eat this entire marker?" They're 11

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Text - official-lyzzystardust An 4th grader asked for a high five by saying, "A little slappy to make daddy happy?" I did not give him a high five. I myathesleepyoctopus A student during break had her head in her arms and was shaking a bit, so i asked the kid next to her whether she was laughing or crying and this 8 year old stared me in the eye deadpan and said "im crying on the inside"

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Text - myathesleepyoctopus Wait i take that back, I cant believe i forgot about the time i brought in a small stuffed octopus as a class mascot because why tf not. It was a class of high schoolers and i didnt imagine theyd actually care much, but one student snuck in a snack and gave it to the octopus as a tribute. Which led to other students doing the same thing, until every day there was a pile of of offerings to Fweej the Overseer, mostly consisting of things like string cheeses and small bag

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Text - sometimes there wouldd be a couple bucks in quarters, one kid brought in some giant pocky i think, and at one point there was a cold stone gift card. This stuffed octopus gained a cult following. Later i brought in another stuffed octopus that looked exactly the same but bigger and told the class that Fweej the Overseer accepted their offerings and became stronger. These highschoolers lost their goddamn minds. shieldmaiden19 Oh my god I love this. Thank you for letting those kids be the d

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Employee Gets Fired, Outsmarts Company's Lawyers


Those lawyers should've done their homework. Love to see an employee take the win after suffering the experience of getting fired. 

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Text - r/ProRevenge + Join u/Zakkana • 6h I Got Fired: Employer's Lawyers Should Have Done Their Homework... I Did. This happened to me about 20 years ago while in college. I am being deliberately vague because.. reasons. Background I got a job basically office-sitting on weekends. I showed up at 8am and every hour I checked over things, handled the occasional phone call, and then left when the 4pm person arrived. Most of the time I read, watched TV, or played games on my laptop. I probably work

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Text - It went on like this for years. The pay was decent, holidays were double pay, and I even had opportunities to cover weekday shifts when others were sick. One day while I was covering the mid-day shift, my boss asked me to come into his office. He told me that the evening weekday position was going to become available that night. He offered me the position which I accepted. I was told to punch out and return at 5pm that night. The reason it went down like this should be obvious. Things wen

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Text - still there so I called that site again to see if they were still working on it or if something else was wrong because the woman on our end who would be the one to help them was leaving soon. They did have a problem and so I hooked them up. My "reward" for making sure the problem got solved and not having to bother an upper-level employee at home, on a Friday, just after having left work? I got yelled at because Karen complained that I had apparently "ignored her log entry" about the issu

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Text - Things plodded on for a while with this new "normal". I tiptoed around Karen when needed, thankful for the fact I only had to deal with her for no more than five minutes. I did the stupid highlighting thing and my log entries started getting more and more detailed, even referencing Karen's calls when I had to follow-up on an issue that crossed shifts. The Firing The following summer just after I crossed year mark, I went on vacation to visit some friends out of state. When I got back, aft

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Text - I did a certain task which involved certain updates. I explained to him how I did it and so forth. He then told me that I had not been doing it at all and that he was firing me. I had transposed the date code of the English file for the French file which was the previous one. The newest one had already been applied anyways so nothing was wrong. It was just a reason to get rid of me. So I left the office. My state is an "at-will" employment state which means that I can quit at any time for

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Text - federal laws such as race, religion, etc. I thought I was screwed. So I just started applying everywhere I could. During my job search I happened to accidentally stumble upon a link about employment law. Out of curiosity I read it and discovered that my employer had shot themselves in the foot. In the employee handbook, there was a "job security clause". What this stated was that they would never lay us off and such if our jobs were eliminated. We would simply be retrained and sent to fil

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Text - In my state's laws, the ones passed by the legislature, I was screwed because of "at-will". What they neglected was case law, the ones determined by courts. This site cited a case from the state's Supreme Court that had ruled that a job security clause waived "at-will" on the employer side, turning it into a "just cause" relationship. This means that they had to have a real reason to fire me. The Revenge With that in hand, I sought out a lawyer. After my consultation with her, I set about

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