Xander ,'First Date'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Aims, can you file for unemployment? IIRC, if you were fired for a reason that isn't, you know, breaking the law (embezzlement, etc.), you should be able to collect unemployment.
El Senor Fucktardo paid into the goddamn unemployment system, so you're entitled to collect it.
Jesus. What an asshat. From everything you've told us, his company is going to fucking TANK without you.
I can file - I have to wait until Wednesday to do so. I have to do it over the phone cause I worked in another state in the past 18 months and they have so many people calling that they split it up into days. I have to call Wednesday between 8:30 and 12:30.
I can file - I have to wait until Wednesday to do so. I have to do it over the phone cause I worked in another state in the past 18 months and they have so many people calling that they split it up into days. I have to call Wednesday between 8:30 and 12:30.
Oh, fuck, Aims. He was a time bomb waiting to go off, but I sure hoped you could have made it clear on your own time.
Oh, Aims. Maybe your former asshole boss can go have lunch with JZ's former asshole boss and find out how much he's going to regret this. Also, "switch it up"? Seriously? That's when you repaint the office or change everyone's job title to "executive" or have some training. Not fire somebody. And isn't this the guy who said the office simply couldn't function for even one day without you? Way to go, guy. Jerkface.
What everyone else said, Aims. There's nothing wrong with you.
Any number of us could easily threadsuck the last few Bitches threads and come up with endless examples of your now-ex boss making unreasonable demands, turning on a dime from bossy to weirdly chummy, changing his mind about your job responsibilities, piling on not just new tasks but whole new categories of tasks without any change in your job description or salary, acting childishly avoidant and passive-aggressive about his issues with your work, and engaging in dodgy accounting and short-sighted financial decision-making that you found the last few times you did his books, and that sent up all the huge red flags that caused your first round of resume-sending-out.
And any number of us could go off on his decision to ditch the job for which he Hasn't Missed A Day Since The Earth's Crust Cooled Due To His Spectacular Work Ethic -- for a fucking baseball game -- and then to castigate you for wanting to take an extra day so your baby sister wouldn't have to go through throat cancer surgery alone. Though your admirable spouse can really cover all that with one good eloquent splorch-squeeky.
You are fine. Your ex-boss is the kind of guy who makes fuckwads and douchenozzles draw back the hems of their robes with sneers of disdain.
But, damn, what a Monday. I'm so very sorry.
Your ex-boss is the kind of guy who makes fuckwads and douchenozzles draw back the hems of their robes with sneers of disdain.
makes note to ask JZ write all letters to the editor from now on.
Also? All of what she said.
Though your admirable spouse can really cover all that with one good eloquent splorch-squeeky.
Argh. Lo, I am lax.
*STABBITYSTABSTAB!* *SPLORCH!* *squeeky*
Also, JZ..."douchenozzles"? I have to steal that.
Damn, I was just wondering last night what the news was on the Imperial job front. Stupid stupidhead ex-boss.
Oh, and Aims, when Senor Fucktardo calls you asking about some work-related thing that was your responsibility that he can't figure out? (Because he WILL.) Two words: Consulting. Fee.