Oct 06, 2005 17:28
Okay- kinda got fired. I say kinda 'cause I was given the option of Quit, be fired, or go cut grass. I'm too old to cut grass. To me this only meant one thing - I quit. Not much choice there, huh ?
The good news is that I wasn't upset or even phased. I was ready to quit, but some damn sense of loyalty always kept me from it- and something about duty. Go figure. Thank the GODS for Allen Shaw for having the balls to tell it to me straight out without any sugar-coating or what-not.
I can understand as to why- in one day I managed to break 2 shovels trying to get a sock pipe out of a ditch drain, broke the chain on a trencher (named Franken-trench), and the bolt snapped that held said trencher onto tractor. Now, I should have stopped after the first shovel broke- but nooooooo I had to get that damn thing out (it never did come out), and the trenching stuff was beyond my control. Did I mention the trailer ? Oh- the tire popped on me while driving. I got blamed for this as well. Dammit.
The good news is that I'm about to start training on another job. Don't get caught f*cking up. That's all I gotta say. ;-)