Aug 01, 2006 13:03
So I got fired from the Princess of Wales theatre. It was good timing too, because things were really getting hostile between me and my boss, Guy. Guy was being a total prick, and he knew it, and then he finally realized that I knew he knew, so he trumped me by giving me minor warnings over and over. Eventually claimed his right to terminate.
To give a parallel, if say, said Western country decided they wanted a potential enemy destroyed before they became too powerful, they could potentially pick on each country in said region until the economy was in shambles. Then said countries' leaders, who own the major businesses would reap all the profit. It also doesn't draw any public support if you spread out the efforts between yourself and your allies.
And so Guy pulled a middle-east on my ass, and got his buddy Ron, the general manager on his side. But let me say it's a pleasure to be out of there. I was really starting to think I was in a never ending nightmare.
So here's to the new job!