Thursday afternoon I was napping before going to work. While I was asleep, my boss Bruce called to say he had to close the store early because of some emergency and so I shouldn’t come in. Fine.
Friday afternoon he called my cell and left a voicemail telling me he had sold the store and that there was no more work to come to, and to call him the next day.
Well he came by my house the next day to give me the money I was owed and told me his whole pity party story about why he sold and went with an offer when it came. The new owners are going to keep it a liquor store and Bruce gave them glowing recommendations of me and the delivery guy.
NOT ONCE DID HE FUCKING APOLOGIZE! Not even “I’m sorry this happened.” WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, YOU BIG FUCKING BABY OF A MAN?
I was counting on this job! I was planning on keeping this job through the next two years because it fits my school schedule so well. I was already looking forward to making extra money during the holidays!
Bruce, you are a fucking child. You complain that you work long hours 6 days a week? DON’T COMPLAIN TO ME, ASSHOLE! When the law changed and said we could be open Sundays, you didn’t take advantage of it! You could’ve had Sundays AND Mondays off! If you didn’t want to do that, you could’ve had ME run the store on Mondays and had that day off! AND NO ONE FUCKING TOLD YOU TO COME IN TO THE STORE AT 8AM WHEN WE OPEN AT 9! And no one made you stay as late as you do! There was never a reason to stay after me or the other girl arrived for the evening.
I’m still in absolute shock that this happened. I had a job, and poof it’s gone! No warning whatsoever! He didn’t even say “I’m selling the store, this is two weeks notice.” Just job go byebye. Not that that would make any difference, but at least it’d be time to come to grips with it.
I am so fucking angry with you, Bruce. You’re a sad old man and you have no idea how much this hurts me. I enjoyed working at this store over the past 3 years. I knew all the merchandise, I know all of the customers. I liked being able to do reading and study for school.
All you are worth to me now is a reference. I’m going to want to spit at you if I run into you. I can’t believe you didn’t have the fucking decency to apologize for all this.