My shift boss called me on my day off to spare me from having to get up at one in the morning and go all the way to work to find out. Apparently, when he came in to work at two in the morning and there was a note on the podium telling him that I was to be terminated. He wasn’t given a reason.
I spent the entire day wracking my brain trying to figure out what the hell I did or didn’t do. I haven’t been involved in an incident or anything, I try as far as I can to work and play nice with my coworkers, I do my job well, give good customer service, etc.
Funny thing is, my shift boss doesn’t know why I was let go either.
I’m going to repeat that because I think it is important.
My shift boss, who I work with everyday, you know, my immediate supervisor, doesn’t know why I was fired. The note came down from The Office. When I went to pick up my termination paperwork (which wasn’t ready yet, so I have to go back) I asked him, and he looked me in the eye and said, “I don’t know what triggered this. If you were doing anything wrong, I would have told you.”
Now, Bill isn’t exactly what I’d call a great boss, but he’s a pretty straight-up guy and he doesn’t bullshit I told him that I smell politics, and he said I might be right. I know I lost my last job because of workplace politics (won’t go into detail, but it was pretty messy, and I wouldn’t play along with an attempt to get an unpopular pit boss fired on false accusations).
This whole situation just feels wrong. An order came down from a manager I have never even had a thirty second conversation with, much less worked with directly, to let me go. The boss that I work with everyday has no clue what I did, and was given no explanation by the casino manager who gave the order.
My mom, who has also had problems keeping jobs since we moved to Vegas, thinks it’s a square peg/round hole kind of a thing. The other theory we’re kicking around is that the Horseshoe is in financial trouble, but has long had a reputation for treating its employees well, having a sense of loyalty to them (which hasn’t been true for a long time- the company no longer offers company paid health insurance- it was cancelled a year ago) and wants to preserve that illusion, so instead of doing a massive layoff, they’re letting people go one by one to cut payroll, and my name was just the first one pulled out of the hat for graveyard shift craps dealers. Oh, and coincidentally, I also just happened to be the only female craps dealer in the joint
I’m getting out of the business. I’ve had it. I know that workplace politics is a fact of life no matter what you do for a living, but in the casino industry, it’s particulary blatant.
It makes me sad. I enjoy dealing craps, I really do, but I just can’t take the bullshit anymore.