Last Friday as I’m leaving work I get my supervisor (you know you life is shit when there’s someone who’s job it is to “supervise” you like the tards that ride the bus to the community center except that THEY don’t have a supervisor because they are trusted to get from one location to another and they actually do, but I’m not trusted enough to sign my name on a piece of paper…) hollering at me that the girl that does the next shift just called out. Which is very bad. Because that’s a 12 hour shift, and I’m covering the NEXT 12 hours after her….
So I had to give up my Friday night debachery. And my Saturday morning underwear-sitting and cartoon-watching.
And I had to sit in a booth, for 16 hours. Not happy about it.
Well that girl is fired. Not for being sick but, one of the guys in production told me, and then HR that he was at a party. A “house party”. Kegger. End-of-Summer Blowout Bash!
There was a stage in the back, with freestyle rapping, there were strippers! It was exactly what you think a party in Mariner’s Harbor would be like!
Plus the girl that called in sick? She was there. Giving 2 dudes BJs in a coat closet.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for BJs. And all for giving them out as party favors. Even if they’re given in a coat closet. But if you’re supposed to be at WORK and unless your job is prostitute or pornstar you’re not supposed to be sucking dicks!
Especially if you’re doing it in a coat closet.
