Hi. So I no longer work in Hell. Yes, I have officially stopped working for that organisation that from God knows where says it’s ‘where good times start’. No more Hell, and no more moronic Store Manager, that hasn’t the foggiest how to treat staff, run a good store and retain sales. Idiot.
Anyway, my last few days were to say interesting at least. See here was me thinking it would be a relatively normal last weekend, but oh no no. Let me give you a short run-down. A PlayStation 2 console and around about 15 games or so went missing. Now I had the intention to place these items on Layby, however changed my mind and placed them in the returns baskets, which is general practice. Now sometime around here, these products went missing. No-one knows where or how as they were not locked away. Anyway Mr I Can’t Run A Store Because I’m A Moron all of a sudden decides to suspect me. Why? Well because I’m leaving naturally! Yes after two years of relatively good and honest service, in my last days I’m all of a sudden a thief! Yes like a financial institution would offer me this job if I was. Now that I’m away, my flatmate who still has the pleasure of working there (moment of silence for her pain with that thank you), has since informed me Mr I Can’t Run A Store Because I’m A Moron has distributed flyers about this, stating I’m a suspect. All of a sudden all the staff believe him. Two faced-wankers. The lot of them. Each and every one of them. So now that he has destroyed my integrity, make me feel like an idiot, make me loose my good reputation and make me look like a criminal, I am not the happiest. He has no proof or evidence I did anything. And I do not need to defend myself to him, when I know I’ve done nothing wrong. Oh well, let’s put that behind me now and look forward to the new job, which starts on Tuesday.
I hope one day Mr I Can’t Run A Store Because I’m A Moron comes in requesting a loan or something, and I can politely decline his application and run down his credit-rating because he is a wanker. I hope he reads this. Yes. I shall put some keywords at the bottom of this to ensure it appears in Google searchs. MR I CAN’T RUN A STORE BECAUSE I’M A MORON NEVER GO TO THAT FINANCIAL INSTITUTION BECAUSE I WILL TELL YOU TO GET FUCKED. AND DO NOT EVER BLAME ME FOR YOUR USELESS SECURITY SYSTEMS IN PLACE (apart from Aunty Fay, shes a legend!), GO FUCK YOURSELF. I HOPE YOUR USELESS STORE IS CLOSED DOWN.
That feels so much better. Anyway I am off now. Be good everyone.