Shove It Exit Gym Jersey

$36.90

Tax included.

Description

Made with 100% breathableStorm the gym in this sports jersey and slam your resignation down with a punky, sweat-soaked swagger! Get 'em scan the QR code and play "Shove Your Job Up Your Ass", where ‘get fucked, shove it up your ass’ roars over endless senseless tasks, yelling ‘I’m done at last!’ as you break free. Lightweight, moisture-wicking fabric screams ‘Take your deadlines and crash!’—Get 'em scan it, crank it up, hit play, and flex your quitting game like a champ!

polyester mesh, this unisex sports jersey provides optimal ventilation and comfort during intense workouts or leisure activities. The jersey’s relaxed fit and extended length offer extra coverage, while the binding on the collar ensures long-lasting durability and a polished look.

100% breathable polyester (mesh)
Fabric weight: 4.13 oz./yd² (140 g/m²)
Relaxed fit
Elastic and durable
Side-seamed construction
Extended length
Short raglan sleeves
Binding on collar
Classic round neckline
Blank product sourced from China

Shipping Information

Orders are prepared for shipping within 1-3 business days. Once shipped, standard ground delivery typically takes 2-5 business days. Most orders arrive within 8 business days from the purchase date.

Proudly designed, printed, & shipped in the USA 🇺🇸 for US/Canada/Mexico orders

Proudly designed, printed, & shipped in the EU 🇪🇺 for EU orders

Print on Demand

This product is made especially for you as soon as you place an order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!

QR song demo video

A real tune to quit your job to! Scan the QR code and cue this glorious quitters’ anthem: our hero storms in at nine, already checked out, and belts “Get fucked!” to his boss’s face. It’s a punky pink slip: he’s done with pointless tasks, crooning “Shove your rules up your ass” like it’s a mic-drop manifesto. Picture him flipping desks as HR faints in the background. The chorus is a gleeful goodbye with zero chill and all spite. A raging resignation so raw, it’s like he mailed his two weeks’ notice in a flaming bag. Scan it, crank up the volume, hit play and strut!