posted on Apr, 16 2017 @ 11:48 PM
I just need to vent a little bit. I had a really horrible weekend starting on Friday morning. Every single day was just awful. Friday my boss came
in to work in an awful mood, basically trying to pick a fight with anyone for any reason. He succeeded, and managed to convince a manager to quit on
the spot, and the manager promptly called the police, apparently for an incident that may or may not have been assault. This is only one of the
horrible things on Friday.
Saturday morning, multiple employees expressed concern that their paychecks had bounced. This was only one of the horrible things that happened
Saturday, but in this particular industry, bouncing payroll checks usually indicate the business will close within 3 months. This explained my
boss's horrible mood.
By Sunday (today, yes, Easter), I slept through my alarm and got to work a whole hour late. My boss was really nice to me about it (and was really
very nice Saturday as well, possibly because I knew about the police, or possibly because he felt guilty about yelling at me before he yelled at the
manager, or possibly because my shell-shocked and standoffish mood has been obvious to the entire staff all weekend). Nevertheless, I was ready to
cut my own arm off coyote ugly style to get out of there all day, and events continued to deteriorate. Halfway through the shift I realized through a
series of egregious oversights, all customers who had come in today had been charged double what they should have been charged. Literally everyone
had paid twice the correct amount of money. When I learned that, I was so jaded I didn't even know how to respond.
The very hardest part was at the end of my shift, when my boss asked me if everything went well, if I did well, if the business did well that day. I
felt overwhelming pity at that point, and I still want to cry. He's going to lose his business. He had no idea about the mistake today or that it
was probably a final nail in the coffin for the business. In that moment I went from absolute revulsion for the place to deep empathy and an
overwhelming sense that he has no idea what's coming and it's going to hit him really hard when it does. He's a very nice person and a good boss
(except he does have anger management issues, but nobody's perfect). He just didn't know the industry well enough to succeed. (The industry has a
50% failure rate in the first year and a 90% failure rate over 5 years.) I still kinda want to cry.
Sorry for being so vague, but I don't want any random people who stumble across this to identify me, my boss, the business, or anything specific.
Thanks for listening.