Saturday, April 18, 2009

Tossed by Ross

Hello out there,

I got fired last Wednesday and I didn't think it would jar me as much as it has. In essence I got fucked in every angle possible. My newly former coworker might as well been permanently placed on her tit. He basically is an alcohol abusing, chewing tobacco spitting, pot smoking (yes he smoked pot in front of me twice on work trips) and sexually harassing pompous pile of pig dung from beneath a Bangkok hooker's sandal (if she can afford a pair?)

This was the type of job that had very appealing face value and little to back up the glossy pitch. If anything I learned is if it appears to be too good too be true it definitely fucking is. My boss came in after she invited everyone else in the office out to lunch and terminated me. I of course asked why, and she blubbered from her triple chin (woman is barely breaking 5ft and pushing 350) that I wasn't bringing my A-game to the table and I appeared to not have genuine interested at heart while working at her company. BULLSHIT.

WHAT THE HELL- I Gave the sales guy a couple leads in order to build the business client base that week, always asked for more to do, and if I made a mistake it was easily corrected and never committed twice. My thought process for this termination is that the POS trainer, Ross flipped the Southern trip...he got drunk and pinned me on a bed after I exited his bathroom in which he opened the door on me and saw my tan lined ass. I didn't file anything because
1. There is no HR
2. She probably would have fired me anyways bc she loves him
3. She would have viewed me as a threat bc Ross couldn't handle himself around me
4. Ross said the next morning that he BLACKED OUT and has no recollection of the night prior
5. Drinking on a work night is a NO NO, and our boss is a former alcoholic with a JD great.

So I get fired and can only hope that KARMA takes care of this bullshit...speaking of bullshit, The sales guy at this company said that it will take a year to learn this business. I GOT 2 MONTHS. 2! WTF! Side note: the longest standing employee with this 17 year company is the sale guy who just hit his year anniversary...pssssh

So, I called one of my best friends and then about 10 more. Walked around Lake Calhoun, got a call from my best gal Elle- her bf and her call it quits (wow ironic we get shitty news on the same day within an hour or so of each other) went home, got drunk, and then signed up for insurance licensing classes.

NOW this insurance gig- my parents are independent agents and this is what I have been avoiding since the beginning of time. I DO NOT WANT TO FALL BACK ON MY PARENTS FOR A CAREER. I am such a stubborn person and I need to pave my own path in order to feel satisfied. The reality is everything doesn't go as planned. I took a risk and got fired. Now its back to the drawing board for me... WHICH IS VERY SCARY.

How in the hell do you pave your own way without being able to answer the simple question,
"WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?"

The more and more I talk to my very level headed wonderful friend Ellen- the more I realize less might be more for me. Do I want to ride the waves of the corporate grind or maybe find some waves on a sailboat instead?

I pray that getting tossed by Ross will be the best thing that has ever happened to me.
OH MY GATOZ

No comments:

Post a Comment