So I've been working for a temp agency the past few months, and they've had me assigned just to one place, a small production facility making fancy book covers. Not bad work, although it gets hot in there.
Well a little over a week ago the boss comes to talk to us temps, and says we're all being laid off next week cuz they don't need us anymore. Slow season and whatnot. then she pulls me aside and says they want to keep ME on full time, and are giving me a raise, all because I'm awesome.
I don't like to toot my own horn very much, but in some ways I am kinda awesome, in that I produce good numbers. I've been told by more than one boss that I do the work of three people, and I've witnessed this first hand whenever I see new people doing one of my old jobs. I've even seen it take six people to keep up with me. They were new and shitty people, but still.
Working against me, however, are a lot of little things, like I have some minor health problems that mean I'm going to bathroom about every hour. Yeah, that looks bad, but no one ever stops and says "well, he's pissing a lot, but jesus look at all the work he got done!" Or my minor problem with authority. Which is really minor, I believe. Like I've always believed, at work my boss's name is Mr. Smith. At the bar, or at wal-mart, or in my home, his name is John.
But back to my current job, they love me. I'm polite, I'm pleasant, it's all yes sir and no sir and I don't argue with anyone and I'm nice to everyone and they're a REALLY "different" group of people and I treat everyone with respect and I've been feeling like they really like me and I really fit in here and could essentially "go places". So all was well up until thing week.
Monday morning, i get into my car and discover the cat his shit in it. I'm already like halfway to work, and there is cat shit all over the floor of my car, all over my shoes, and oh god no this is horrible. But I have two choices: Be late, and clean it off, and just hope for the best.
So I clean off my shoes in the grass as best I can, and go to work. I even explain to a few people about what's up and I apologize for the smell. It's really not that bad. I am assured there's no problem.
The next day, I receieve a call from the temp agency saying there's a "Hygiene issue", regarding my "BO". I point out what was up with the cat, and she's like "oh no it wasn't that this has been going on for a while."
I immediately call bullshit. If it's been going on for a while, why did they just now call me? Coincidentally immediately after the catshit incident? Obvious to me it's a crock of shit. They just don't want to admit they made a mistake and misunderstood something they're changing the story to appear less stupid.
Yeah maybe I took it a little too personally, but the worst part was anyone could've easily pulled me aside and said "Hey dude you gotta do something about this", rather than call my boss and get my record marred yet again.
I even asked my supervisor at the factory if I was in trouble when they said I had to call the agency. I said "Don't make me call her and get ambushed with some stupid shit, tell me whats up." Boss shrugs. "No idea, don't worry it's fine!"
Yep. Well whatever. I was REALLY pissed. Maybe more than I shouldve been, but theyve been doing this a lot at the factory. Another thing they do that sucks:
"Hey boss can I have tuesday off?"
"OF course no problem! You've earned it."
next day, boss at temp agency calls
"Mr. Grey I'm we need to talk about your attendance you can't miss days like that".
But anyway, so now it's Wednesday morning, and I'm still pissed, and I decide not to go to work. Yep, stupid of me. My story is my car broke down on the way in. This is BS, but I still feel like hey, you can't prove it, so my story stands. You don't KNOW my car wasn't really broke down, and for you to punish me as such, and affect my livelihood, when you're essentially LYING about me, makes it wrong.
Or I just suck at work. Apparently no one cares that you do the work of three people. They just want someone who gives good blowjobs at the end of the day.
Well a little over a week ago the boss comes to talk to us temps, and says we're all being laid off next week cuz they don't need us anymore. Slow season and whatnot. then she pulls me aside and says they want to keep ME on full time, and are giving me a raise, all because I'm awesome.
I don't like to toot my own horn very much, but in some ways I am kinda awesome, in that I produce good numbers. I've been told by more than one boss that I do the work of three people, and I've witnessed this first hand whenever I see new people doing one of my old jobs. I've even seen it take six people to keep up with me. They were new and shitty people, but still.
Working against me, however, are a lot of little things, like I have some minor health problems that mean I'm going to bathroom about every hour. Yeah, that looks bad, but no one ever stops and says "well, he's pissing a lot, but jesus look at all the work he got done!" Or my minor problem with authority. Which is really minor, I believe. Like I've always believed, at work my boss's name is Mr. Smith. At the bar, or at wal-mart, or in my home, his name is John.
But back to my current job, they love me. I'm polite, I'm pleasant, it's all yes sir and no sir and I don't argue with anyone and I'm nice to everyone and they're a REALLY "different" group of people and I treat everyone with respect and I've been feeling like they really like me and I really fit in here and could essentially "go places". So all was well up until thing week.
Monday morning, i get into my car and discover the cat his shit in it. I'm already like halfway to work, and there is cat shit all over the floor of my car, all over my shoes, and oh god no this is horrible. But I have two choices: Be late, and clean it off, and just hope for the best.
So I clean off my shoes in the grass as best I can, and go to work. I even explain to a few people about what's up and I apologize for the smell. It's really not that bad. I am assured there's no problem.
The next day, I receieve a call from the temp agency saying there's a "Hygiene issue", regarding my "BO". I point out what was up with the cat, and she's like "oh no it wasn't that this has been going on for a while."
I immediately call bullshit. If it's been going on for a while, why did they just now call me? Coincidentally immediately after the catshit incident? Obvious to me it's a crock of shit. They just don't want to admit they made a mistake and misunderstood something they're changing the story to appear less stupid.
Yeah maybe I took it a little too personally, but the worst part was anyone could've easily pulled me aside and said "Hey dude you gotta do something about this", rather than call my boss and get my record marred yet again.
I even asked my supervisor at the factory if I was in trouble when they said I had to call the agency. I said "Don't make me call her and get ambushed with some stupid shit, tell me whats up." Boss shrugs. "No idea, don't worry it's fine!"
Yep. Well whatever. I was REALLY pissed. Maybe more than I shouldve been, but theyve been doing this a lot at the factory. Another thing they do that sucks:
"Hey boss can I have tuesday off?"
"OF course no problem! You've earned it."
next day, boss at temp agency calls
"Mr. Grey I'm we need to talk about your attendance you can't miss days like that".
But anyway, so now it's Wednesday morning, and I'm still pissed, and I decide not to go to work. Yep, stupid of me. My story is my car broke down on the way in. This is BS, but I still feel like hey, you can't prove it, so my story stands. You don't KNOW my car wasn't really broke down, and for you to punish me as such, and affect my livelihood, when you're essentially LYING about me, makes it wrong.
Or I just suck at work. Apparently no one cares that you do the work of three people. They just want someone who gives good blowjobs at the end of the day.
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