Well, that didn’t take very long. After yet another heated conversation, Captain Bringdown told me to pack up my tools and go home. I find it funny that after working as a greenhouse keeper, a roofer, a truck loader, a painter, a trim carpenter, and a history teacher, that this was the first time a boss told me that I was anything other than one of the best employees they ever had. I understand that my attitude (meaning I actually stand up for myself) probably did not help the situation, but I refuse to be worked like a slave and treated with contempt. I will not eat your shit with a smile and call you sir. I don’t have a family to support. I live well within my means. I can get a better job.
At least now I can go finish up Burton’s exterior repaint. Other goals for the day: learn a new song on my guitar, finish setting up my room, and yet more job hunting.
I came to Charlotte looking for new experiences and I certainly had one today. I’m just disappointed that such a total douche bag got the pleasure of being the first person to ever fire me.
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