Had a great weekend.
Woke up Saturday morning about 4am projectile vomiting.
I don't recommend it.
Had a couple friends come over
(one stayed -- God knows why -- and one who did the sensible thing & left).
Was feeling better this morning so I went to work.
Yet another hour later because, once again, my hours were cut.
I'm talking to another driver, who I'm surprised to see, hadn't left the dock yet. She's had her hours cut also, but now she's waiting for her truck to get back, & it's an hour late. She had 5 deliveries to make between Oregon, IL., Sterling, Loves Park, & then several pickups between Freeport & .......
I'll just say she didn't know how she was going to meet her deadline, 'K?
I mentioned something about "this fucked up company going down in flames".
Well, my boss (uh, former boss) came out of his office asking what I meant about him going down in flames. I told him I wasn't talking about him, I was talking about the company
(Straight Shot Express.... like I give a fuck anymore)
going down in flames because of a lack of planning, poor upper managerial skills -- on the part of those in Neenah, WI.-- & poor marketing on the part of the Sales Dept.
I also told him that conversations I have with other people don't concern him.
He starts in with "you don't do anything around here & when you finally get work you bitch about it!", to which I reply "that's bullshit and you know it!" & "so it's My fault we don't have enough customers anymore and you've cut 2-1/2 total hours from my work day?!"
That's about the time he gets IN MY FACE, which REALLY pisses me off, especially when he accuses me of getting in his face.
Other things were said, including: (me) "Friday's my last day. I'm thru with this fucking place", & (he) "What!?" & after some more indecipherable cussing on his part, I added, "Keep being a prick, ya cocksucker, and I'm done now!!"
Can ya guess what he said then?
"You called me a name! YOU'RE FIRED!!"
(me) "After all the names you've called your employees, AND ME, you're firing me for calling you a name!?"
(him) "I've never called anybody names!"
(me, laughing) "You're telling me that you've never called Gerald a 'stupid motherfucker'? You're telling me you've never called damn near every other driver here a 'lazy son-of-a-bitch? You're a cocksucker AND A FUCKING LIAR, TOO!!"
So here I am... Fired...
It doesn't feel all that bad. I mean, I'm not rushing to tell The Wife, but I've already got a lead on another job 2 hours later, & I'm starting college on the 20th of January. I would've been done with that cocksucker anyway!
Now I can call DOT & report the various violations that're on-going at Cheap Shit Express (the squatter living in the Men's room, the unsafe conditions of the trucks, the fact that Stan let's non-CDL drivers drive Class B straight trucks....)
Well, I'd better get back to that job application. Looks like I'll be cleaning schools again.