Alright, so I was fired from my job. First some background info before I start the story. INTRO: I work at an ice cream parlor. It was a great job- free ice cream, got to listen to music while scooping, my friends worked with me so it was just like hanging out, I could take breaks and smoke up, etc. However, the boss IS EVIL! He hated me from the start for no reason other than our political views were different (he's Republican, and he could tell by what he calls my "hippy" atire that I am liberal). He was an asshole, and he would yell at me for no reason. When there was no work to be done, he'd have me do his yardwork in his backyard, or he'd tell me to mop the floors again. He was basically, as all the employees (and most peopel in town to) put it, a jerk. BODY: Okay, so I've been working there for two years, three summers. I came into work today, and I was on time (actually I was a half hour early!). I walk in the door, and my boss turns around and shouts "PUT YOUR HAIR UP IT LOOKS LIKE HELL DYLAN." You see, he's been close to firing me, and I'm sure he was going to anyway. When he told me to put my hair up like that, I could tell it was him testing me to see if I was so desperate for a job that I'd take shit from him like that. And I'm not desperate, and I will not have my boss talk shit like that, TO MY FACE. He could have told me to put it up and left it at that (not to mention that I ALWAYS put my hair up, it's just that I had JUST walked in the door to work.) realize that I WAS going to put my hair up, but I hadn't done so seeing that I had just walked into the store when I was yelled at. So I said to him in response (after giving him the nastiest look I could muster): "You can tell me to put my hair up, but you can't talk to me like that." And I knew that he would fire me, but I didn't care what happened. He said: "You know what? Clock out, go home. You're fired." And I said FUCK YOU BOB! and left. Which made all the other employees, who dislike him like I (I'm telling ya he's such an asshole), very happy. So now I'm looking for a new job so that I can raise spending money for my exchange trip to Germany this schoolyear. Maybe I'll be a prostitute (jk)... Isn't that INSANE! And after I left, my boss went on , talking to himself, about how I was such a hippy and thought I was above everyone because I was different, and how I wasn't special just because I was different. So now, a bunch of hte poeple working there are going to quit, leaving my boss with very little people to run the store. Ha.
most food places will (should) require that your hair is pulled back cuz, food in hair isn't tasty by anyone's standard (well, except maybe ganjaking's) Just a warning... it's part of food safety protocols, like washing your hands
Yeah, I get weirded out when I see people without their hair pulled up or in a hat. I told this one girl who was in line in front of me for the salad bar to either remove her keychain or hold it. She had it wrapped around her wrist and everytime she reached for something the keys and her College ID would lay, literally, in the food. I was appalled at her apparent lack of concern for those in line behind her. His reaction was still pretty crappy though. I'm sorry.
You guys don't understand. I DO put my hair up. It is just that I had JUST walked into the store, and I was about to put my hair up. I hadn't served anyone yet, and if someone needed to be served, my hair would have been up. My point was that I had just walked into the store and was yelled at.
well ok, you didn't say that before buddy sorry, but most people have had really shitty jobs with really shitty bosses... we learn and move on... there's only so much "yeah, man, way to fight the man!" that we can do
borin' dum shorthair oldboy reply, I tool my mother 2 cut her hair shoert, ect ect, oldfort fuul shit.
