and suddenly the grass was brown
Yay! I had no more drama last night. Just a nice, lay on the couch night. I went to the store and bought more first aid supplies and then just watched tv. I was even smart enough to buy frozen pizza for dinner, so I didn’t have to handle any sharp objects. I did make sure I was extra careful with the pot holder though. Didn’t want any burns. Had a hard time reaching Gordon, but finally spoke with him and he’ll be home today. Hopefully, this is gonna be a better day than yesterday. Hopefully I won’t try to strangle Boss’ Wife today.
So tell me if I’m right here. I was unemployed for 6 months. My former company closed down. I got two weeks notice and nothing else. No severence, no paid vacation time, nothing. For six months I was completely unemployed. Luckily, I have (occassionally) great parents. They were giving me my salary every month. After six months of trying to find the perfect job, I found any job. My first retail job. At Things Remembered, part time. Now, going from 25K a year to $5.50 an hour, 20 hours a week--not so good. My parents continued to make up the difference and I continued looking for work. I eventually got a job at Dillard’s (Death To Dillard’s!) in the cosmetic department. I was finally making enough to cover most of my expenses. I hated every moment of it. When I finally got my current job, I was so excited. It had been 17 months since I’d worked in an office. I didn’t stop smiling for about 3 weeks. Even now, when people ask me about my job I am happy to tell them all about it. Boss’ Wife knows this history. She also knows that I am going to re-sign my lease this week. So here’s what she said…
Note: Numbers have been (obviously) fictionalized.
Boss: So, how much did we make last month?
Boss’ Wife: We made $80.
Boss (laughing): So we only need to make $4,000 next month?
Me (also laughing): Yup.
Boss’ Wife (looking at me): I don’t know what you’re laughing about, if we don’t do better you’ll be out of a job soon.
Bitch. I mean, who says that to someone? I nearly reached across the table and Go-Go-Gadget Pimp Slapped her. Easy for you to say, in your big fancy 8,000 square foot house in the country, when you own a very big, expensive, and profitable ranch in South Texas. When your leisure time is spent buying Louis Vitton luggage and Coach purses and tennis shoes. Easy for you to say when you’re not even on the payroll, you just come in because you have nothing better to do. Just you wait. You better hope you’re never sitting where I’m sitting.
I don’t think you could handle it.
Posted by amy t.
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I am still laughing at the expression “Go-Go-Gadget Pimp slapped her”, even though I know it’s thoroughly inappropriate as you addressed much more serious issues in your post.
Sorry. Will put on the serious face and say: glad you found a job that lets you respect yourself and makes you feel good.
Now must go back and laugh about the gadget comment. Thanks!