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    Wednesday, January 30, 2008

    betrayal

    I'm not really trying to throw a pity party. I'm not trying to show how much my life sucks right now, it just so happens for whatever reason all the most annoying, stupid, time-consuming, stress-driving bullshit seems to find me. I haven't blogged on this incident even though it all went down saturday night/ sunday morning because of other stuff. To digress for a few sentences, I had another off-the-wall dream and I'm not going to go into details on that one because it doesn't do much for anyone really.

    So on Sunday morning my Store Manager quit. The one that was my security blanket. She was the one that made it ok for me to leave town and the weekend before last and she was one that made me feel a little comfortable knowing that I don't know a flippin thing about doing taxes. Well, she quit literally, out of nowhere. I wasn't even shocked, I went straight into, 'fetal position'. And I don't care I'm putting her name on blast because she didn't just betray me as a colleague, but she betrayed me as a friend. She treated me like her little brother. I looked to her for her support and guidance for this business. Now, I am all alone and it will for sure affect this tax season.

    "After careful consideration, of my present medical conditions I can't continue with your organizations. I am currently in a mental state from my current employer that does not allow me to be the person that I truly am.

    I will send your keys via email and would like to have my final check mail to me. I hope you a very successful future in all that you do.

    Thank you for the opportunity but my mental state will not allow me to continue at this time.

    Please do not contact me as this is my final decisions.

    Thanks,

    Paula Rush"

    So why does this matter? Because so much was put on her and her ability - of which she had much - is now gone and I have fill that void ASAP. Since she gave me absolutely no notice I have to sacrifice my time which means money and pretty much Superbowl weekend back home. FUCK!!!!!!! And this might sound strange but she severed all ties with me and her family and that is just as hurtful. I pretty much tutored her 8 year-old daughter every afternoon. The one thing she will remember is her multiples of 8 tables because I made sure she wouldn't keep asking me what was 8 x 8. You took that away from me Paula.

    Everything was absolutely ok on Saturday night, so what happened in a less than 12 hour period to flip completely around? If she can't tell the truth to me of all people then there is something wrong with her mental state. I mean, there is alway s3 sides to a story. If anyone is going to quit on short notice and leave me completely fucked, its going to be an employee of mine. And where's the logic????

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