I was just checking to see if the latest messing around with my computer helped my ability to navigate the forum, saw this. I could have filled your phone comany in on who not to mess with, but they forgot to ask me.
When my boys were tiny, I tok a job as a 'decorator', painting and hanging wallpaper at this massive hospital complex. I was part of a crew of men, kind of a novelty being the single female in a shop of a couple of hundred men. The thing is, no on else was a single parent having to deal with juggling home and work. I gave it a GOOD shot, believe me, then one day the word came down that I had to work a month of nights. I went to the boss, explained well, when I was hired I TOLD them no nights, I had small children, I could not DO nights. I was told I wasn't a team player, blah blah blah, to which I asked when in h*ll is the ball game, I'm telling you folks I can't DO this. They said well you'll have to resign. I said well thank you, you schmucks, then tried to hand in my resignation. I'm bad at math and apparently left one day ( ONE ) off the required 2 week resignation peiod, at which point these bozos got even wierder. They called me to the office yet again, with some stupid threat about how if I did not give them that last d*m day, they'd hold up all my checks, give me a bad report, I guess tell Santa not to come to my house. I'd like to add I was a GREAT employee, all this was just silly cr*p from men with way too much power and small underwear.
We left it at that, but I was really, really annoyed, first getting forced into loosing my job and then they were going to be asses about exactly how I got to leave that job? I went out and bought a yo-yo. I played with that yo-yo for 8 working hours a day, leaning on walls, walking down the hallways, sitting at break. The boss would say " You can't do that " and I would say " Fire me " and loop the loop for him. You see, if they hauled off and fired me after allllll that nonsense they'd have to pay me unemployment, so nobody was going to DO that, all they could do was watch me waste all 14 days playing with my yo-yo. The president of the hospital passed me at one point, not a peep so you just knew someone was talking to someone. It was kind of fun, and yes, I sure as heck felt like I was pretty much getting even, too. 2 weeks, watching the ninnies pop aneurisms while I played with that yo-yo.
I went to work for myself after that, which was probably a good thing considering I didn't think those referances would look very good. This is a completely true story, if any of them lived through through the aneurisms I could possibly dig up some witnesses.
