Some articles on fired:
... termination, known often as being "fired" and "laid off." To be fired, as opposed to being laid off, is generally thought of to be the employee's fault, and therefore is considered in most cases to ... chances of finding new employment, particularly if he/she has been fired from earlier jobs ... Jobseekers sometimes do not mention jobs which they were fired from on their résumés accordingly, unexplained gaps in employment, and refusal to contact previous ...
... Massey – Attorney 30 San Francisco, California Fired in the Season Finale Sandy Ferreira – Bridal Salon Owner 28 Rockville, Maryland Fired in week 14² Kevin Allen – Law ...
... marine on the roof of the embassy had fired first) opened fire after a bullet fired at the gate's lock by one rioter ricocheted and struck other protesters ... Who actually fired first has not been determined ...
... The Ghauri was first test-fired on 6 April 1998 from Malute, near the city of Jhelum, about 76 miles south of the capital Islamabad ... Fired from a mobile launcher, it travelled 1,100 km (680 mi) in a flight lasting 9 minutes and 58 seconds before hitting its designated target in the desert of Balochistan ... Ghauri was test-fired from Tilla Range ...
... which the cartridge is inserted prior to being fired ... Thus rifles and pistols can be fired even with detached magazine, while a revolver cannot be fired with its cylinder swung out ...
Famous quotes containing the word fired:
“And you’re too fired up to go to sleep, you sit at the kitchen table. It’s really late, it’s really quiet, you’re tired. Don’t wanna go to bed, though. Going to bed means this was the day. This Feb. 12, this Aug. 3, this Nov. 20 is over and you’re tired and you made some money but it didn’t happen, nothing happened. You got through it and a whole day of your life is over. And all it is—is time to go to bed.”
—Claudia Shear, U.S. author. New York Times, p. A21 (September 29, 1993)
“See where she comes, and smell how all the street,
Breathes vineyards and pomegranates: oh, how sweet!
As a fired altar is each stone,
Perspiring pounded cinnamon.
The phoenix-nest,
Built up of odours, burneth in her breast.
Who therein would not consume
His soul to ash-heaps in that rich perfume,”
—Robert Herrick (1591–1674)
“I worked as a waitress till I was fired because I dumped a cup of hot coffee in the lap of a half-drunk guy who was pinching my butt.”
—Juli Loesch (b. c. 1953)