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2005-03-19 14:23:49 ET
ok so i went into where i work... managers there at the time were deryl and david
i walk in, theyre busy as hell, and only have 6 people working, they needed me desperately, but they couldnt let me work because Margo (shes the big boss manager) wrote on the schedule "do not allow her to work" for today and tommorrow.
I say to David: what's this mean ::holding up the schedule
david:i dont know... i didnt do it... see, margo did it, thats her initiauls
me: ok so where's margo?
david: she's on vacation
me: what? how the hell am i sposed to find out if i still have a job if she's on vacation, she does something like this and goes on vacation!
david: i dont know
i write a note and get it passed to someone in the back, hand signals are exchanged, communication is secret and understood... blah blah.. i point to the office and say who's in the office in spanish, she makes the "gay" hand gesture, you know the flipping of the hand at the chest
me: oh deryl?
her: yeah
laughter
i wait a while then deryl finally comes out of the office
deryl: you wanna work tonight?
me: yeaha! but what about this ::pointing to schedule::
deryl: huh? ::looks:: oh come on ::pulls me behind counter::
deryl got on the phone and had a long exasperated conversation with someone, he looked at me for a while, while he was listening to the other person whom i assume to be Margo. i was holding my stomache with one hand like i was pregnant... uh... im not... anyway, he cused a few times and yelled a few times and finally slammed the phone down. my eyebrows raised and i just stared at his back waiting for the bad news, he came out
me: so am i out of a job
deryl: dont worry about it
he said that a few times, i think he was trying to convince the "other person on the phone" not to fire me.
anyway i guess i still have a job but im on suspension or something like that.
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