So. I was fired today. This is… interesting.
The reason nothing was ever said about the ELD yesterday was because they were getting all of their little ducks in a row so that they could fire me, as well as Pregnant Employee. I was running around all day yesterday and all day today, trying to get everything lined up for coverage for the rest of the week. I bent over backwards to make sure everything was done in a timely fashion. I informed the Corporate office about the changes in the coverage schedule when they happened. I should have suspected something when, after months of asking, they finally installed the security cameras.
I was just happy that the cameras were being installed. I wasn’t the only one.
I should have suspected something when Opinionless Employee let it slip that BHOP had called her yesterday… at home… asking what kind of job I was doing. Obviously, what Opinionless Employee said–I was doing a good job, although she felt that not everyone listened to what I had to say–was either (A) a lie or (B) fell on deaf ears. I don’t want to think that it’s a lie, but she’s really good friends with Bitchy Employee who wouldn’t mind seeing me gone (for whatever reason) and likes to make up wild tales (she thinks I was a crack addict because I have bad teeth–no lying) and she’s so without an opinion that she would follow with whatever Bitchy Employee said. And BHOP would definitely lead the questions in the way that attorneys aren’t supposed to, you know?
All right. So.
At a little after one o’clock, I was in the back writing down suggestions for the future of the schedule at the store when a security person came in. I was a little surprised to see him, but I figured he was there to position the new cameras that were being installed. I joked a little with him since I’ve known him, like, the entire time I’ve worked there. He asks if he could talk to me for a minute and it didn’t click. Then he shuts the office door and it clicks. I leaned back in my chair and let him say, “I’m sorry, but I have to terminate your employment.”
No reaction. I think he was expecting one, but I was just like, “Uh huh.”
He continues to tell me that he can’t give me any answers to the why of it, but that I was not allowed to contact any of my [now] ex-employees because of retaliation. At this point, I’m so fucking clueless that I probably had question marks tattooed on my forehead. Then he informed that I have to speak with BHOP’s Boss to find out why I was being “terminated.” I shrugged and started packing up my shit. I’m not going to fucking hang around, you know? Then he goes on about how he has to audit the store now and I’m like, “So? Who cares? I’m not a thief.” He suggests that I hang around in case there’s a discrepancy.
He counts my safe and my lottery: it’s fine. He starts counting the three days’ worth of deposits that were waiting to go out. I start texting the Best Friend, the Hubby, and employees who were NOT any from my current store. Pretty much, I got the “WHAT?!” response to all of this. I’m just like, “Whatever.” Then I hear another one of my ex-employees who turned maintenance out of the door. And then, Corpified Ex-Boss comes in. He says nothing to me. He asks the security personnel a question. This is the same guy who requested to be listed as “my father” on FB. This is the same guy who went on about how he trained me and blah, blah, blah. Not a word. Not a look. Nothing.
And I was like, Why am I still here? I don’t give two shits what he finds in the deposits. It’s all there.
So, I say, “You know what? I don’t really care. I’m leaving now.” And I walked out. I said nothing to the two people at the register. I followed Maintenance Employee out and told him what happened. He just stared at me like I had grown an extra head. Two other maintenance men came up and started asking questions and I was just like, “I don’t give a shit. They just fired me.” And I walked away. I got into my car. I started driving home. And I started to laugh my fucking ass off.
It wasn’t like hysterical or anything; more like glee.
This soul-sucking hell hole had fired me. Me. IT WAS GONE.
I wanted to call up Pregnant Employee and the Child Employee, but I had said that I wouldn’t contact my ex-employees from that store. But, Pregnant Employee called me. I answered her and she was sobbing. “They fired me!” I started laughing, which shocked her out of crying. I told her about how I had been fired, but I didn’t honestly know why since the person who fired me was a peon. She told me that she was fired… over the phone… for harassment, bullying, and failure to follow company policy. … … I started laughing even harder.
Apparently, ELD made it out to BHOP and BHOP’s Boss that we had ganged up on her. Me. Ganged up. On her. I was the one who bent over backwards for her. I was the one who made sure she still had a job. I was the one who counseled patience to everyone who was fed up with her. But she managed to get me fired. Not Bitchy Employee who had made it a habit to call her up and bitch her out for… insert reason. She had me fired and by extension, Pregnant Employee because she had it out for her. Since… you know, Pregnant Employee had asked to have her transferred maybe two weeks prior to this, which pissed off ELD.
I went home and I chatted up my mother. I cashed my final checks. And then, I went down to the main office to find out why I was fired, ask for a copy of why I was being terminated (in writing), as well as a copy of my personnel file.
The exact reason for my firing, according to BHOP’s Boss, is that I knowingly allowed and took part in harassment and bullying. That I had failed to rectify the situation in a “managerial manner.” (This is all my words for it, you know, making it sound smart.) There is no evidence of this harassment aside from what ELD, Bitchy Employee, and Opinionless Employee have told them. Not that I know what any of them have said. I was not able to defend myself since I was told, quite frankly, “not to deny it.” I don’t know why, honestly, I would want to defend myself. The whole thing smacks of favoritism. Anyway. I was told that I would not receive a written reason for why I was fired and that I could pick up a copy of my employee file tomorrow morning.
And of course, that makes me feel real confident in what they’re doing with it right now. Padding it full of lies, probably. I know for a fact that they’ve done this to numerous employees. I also know for a fact that they have fired no less than three employees for false reasons. So, I am seriously paranoid about what is in that file and why it’s taking them so long to get it ready.
I will file for unemployment next week. I just don’t know how that works or what they’re going to do to fight it.
I have to talk with my previous boss since he told me to call him and let him know what was going on. I have to call a previous employee and inform her of what’s going on. I also have to seriously wonder if I have grounds for some form of legal case. I don’t know. I guess, I’ll just have to ask, right? In the mean time…
I’m not really worried. I have padding and I know I’ll get unemployment. I don’t know what I want to do right now–maybe go to school? Maybe find another full-time position somewhere? I don’t know. I’m just kind of… “Huh.” If that makes any sense.
Again. I think what hurts the most? Corpified Ex-Boss. That’s what stings the most.
Let’s see where this goes.