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from the do-they-want-you-more-than-you-need-them dept.
Sumit Khanna has a blog post with the title, Why I Don't Sign Non-Competes:
[...] Over the course of the next fifteen years, I would be asked to sign non-competes several more times, always prior to employment. I've always refused, and until recently, I've never been denied a position because of that refusal.
A non-compete is a type of contract issued by an employer, typically part of the standard work agreement, job offer or non-disclosure agreement, which states that the employee agrees not to start a business that competes with their current company or to work for their company's competitors, for a set length of time (typically one year) after leaving or being terminated. If that sounds like an illegal contract, in the state of California, it is.
What are soylentils' experience with non-compete clauses?
(Score: -1, Troll) by Anonymous Coward on Saturday March 24 2018, @03:48AM
It was an ordinary day in the city. The weather was nice, and everything was running smoothly. A perfectly ordinary day, you might say. But for one man, it was one of the worst days of his life.
Panicking. A man was panicking in the middle of the sidewalk. Wallet. He had lost his wallet, which contained several thousands dollars in cash! Someone would surely find it and pocket the money for themselves! The man just knew it. As the man continued to despair, a woman walked up to him with something in her hand. His wallet.
The man checked the contents of the wallet. Relief. Everything was there. His relief then turned into immense gratitude as he thought about how honest and kind the woman must be; she could have pocketed thousands of dollars for herself, after all. The man pondered about how he would repay her for her generosity, but nothing came to mind. Then, a lightbulb lit up in the man's mind; he knew how to repay her. A grin appeared on the man's face.
Slam! Slam! Slam! A man was seen punching a woman in the face on the sidewalk whilst violating her. That alone would be fine, but something was different about this man's movements. An astute observer would realize that the man's every punch and thrust exerted massive amounts of gratitude. His gratitude was enough to bring casual observers to tears. Even when the woman screamed, the man did not stop; it was the least he could do to repay her for her kindness. Yes, he had chosen to return the favor by forcibly turning her into what she was always meant to be: A breeding sow. 'What a lavish reward,' everyone watching thought.
Several years and several babies later, the woman finally broke. By that time, the man had already repaid her kindness. No, the reality was that the woman's kindness had been repaid the very moment the man laid his precious hands on that filthy sow. The man, thoroughly satisified with the whole ordeal, smiled and ventured forth into the great unknown. The endless unknown...