angry

DISCLAIMER: I’m pissed. If you don’t want to see a side of me you’ve never seen before, quickly move your mouse to the upper-right corner of your screen and click the “x”. Otherwise, read on and see whats up.

I got a call from daddy earlier today while I was at work. Here’s what he said to me: “Hey son, if you are looking for me this afternoon, call me at home or on my cell phone.” SO I respond OK, but why the need to call and point that out to me. He proceeds to tell me that he was pretty muched forced into resigning from his job today. All thanks to a certain female that works for him. My dad has treated her like royalty. She makes up health problems. Has brought her 5 or 6 year old grandson to work before (so so so against company policies) and my dad let her get away with it. That only scratches the surface. He had plenty of chances to CAN HER TAIL but he didn’t beacuse he’s a very caring and compassionate man. Well, “c’est la vie” apparently. She ended up causing some serious trouble with the District Manager and Human Resources over nothing. What kind of COLD-HEARTED WITCH would make reports to the district office saying that my dad wasn’t really at the hospital with my grandmother or uncle (both of whom were nearly dead two months ago). I’m so pissed at this woman right now. And not only her but the company in general. 16 1/2 years of service to them and they don’t think his word is good enough. BULL. I can’t wait to find another job. The search starts now and will end as soon as I find another job and then proceed to shoving a gallon of paint up several peoples’ rear. That’s all for now. Let me stew for another day or so and I’m sure I’ll have some more words to “put on paper.”