September 11, 2003
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Ahahahah! I have to laugh. It took them two days when they could have just done it on Tuesday when they first reprimanded me. Maybe they had to get together a committee first and collate votes. I picture the coliseum with many togaed bank representatives with thumbs turned downward…
…I wonder if they were waiting to coincide with September 11th to make an example of me…
Did you guess?
That’s right!
I got fired for terroristic threats on the anniversary of 9/11.
No, really! It is beyond bizarre. They gave me five week’s severance, my unused week of vacation, and told me I could collected unemployment. So it’s not like they actually think I’m going to come back and shoot up the bank…. which I am banned from now BTW. Or maybe they do, and hence, the sweet deal of a termination package.
Of course, I made it quite clear that Connie, the girl that told them all about our entirely non-violent conversation, would probably be very happy to have my job instead of transferring. I didn’t come right out and say she did it to *get* my job, but I’m sure anyone with half a brain cell can infer it.
And I also managed to tell another coworker, Lauren, all about Connie’s apparent conniving nature earlier in the day. Soon the whole bank will know, cause you can’t expect them not to talk about my “termination,” and no one will trust Connie anymore. Muahahahah! Plus everyone will hate her because now no one will be getting to go home early any more with fewer people to work!
The branch manager Donna, who’s always disliked me, had to follow me around the bank while I said goodbye to everyone. I wasn’t allowed to say why I was leaving, especially not with her watching over my shoulder, but I did get to put in one jab. When I was saying goodbye to Lauren, she said I should stop in and visit, and I said I wasn’t allowed to. HaHA!I said goodbye to everyone BUT Donna. I would have said goodbye to her just like everyone else, but as I was leaving, heading right to the door, I turned to say goodbye to her last and she was gone! Even though the district manager denied that Donna disliked me, I think we can all see the evidence of her true feelings.
I cannot believe how incredibly stupid my Former bosses were in firing me. Of all the people there, I’m probably the least likely to ever commit a violent act, and yet here I am, free of the place for cracking a joke to the wrong person.(My mom asked me if I wanted dinner just now, and I told her no, I’m too full of glee!
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Ah well. Now I have all the time I never had before to look for a new job (and I have several prospects already). I can use my 401K without penalty to go back to school, and get a part-time, less aggravating job elsewhere. Thanks Connie! Yay!
And they were so nice about it, I guess I won’t wage a war of words on them. Let them suffer as all people who wrong me do… by divine intervention.
No lie, people that do me wrong have major life problems. Like my first job, after I left it, the manager who had always been creepy and nasty as all Heck, lost her job because the place declared bankruptcy and then, hearsay probably, I heard she got put away in an asylum. In my second job, I was fired after I got really sick during their “probation period,” and I heard later that my boss got his Asst. pregnant in a back room (both married to others of course) and both were fired. I could go on, but why bother.It all boils down to the same thing. Don’t mess with me. I have friends of a higher power looking out for me. I know it seems like my previous employers did it to themselves, but statistically speaking, it just doesn’t quite jive with that theory. Heh I love my protective spirits. Most Pagans will talk about the ethics of casting revenge spells and what-not. I never need worry about it. All things come to those who wait. GLEEE!
