And I'll smile and you'll wave, we'll pretend it's okay.

Jan 26, 2007 20:04

I no longer work at Hot Topic. I went to buy a shirt the other day and I didn't recieve my employee discount. I asked about it and my co worker just shrugged. I tried to tell my self it was a mistake when really I knew what happened. They let me go and didn't even tell me. I than proceeded to curse and yell and make it a point to never ever shop there again. Than I saw the shirt. The fucking 32 dollar shirt that should have been discounted. That's when I said no way in hell am I keeping this. This fuckers going back tomorrow when I pick up my tux for formal.
So at the galleria today my mom goes to return it and talks to the manager. She asked if I was working there anymore than proceeded to tell my manager Michelle I was too pissed off to go in the store and it was likely that I wouldn't go in for a long time. I was leaning against the banister texting Miranda when Michelle was next to me and asked if we could talk. I'm not going to lie, I used to hate Michelle. I thought she was a cold hearted kill joy but after working with her I began to get used to her and even like her. We went to the back of the room and she said I don't know what to say. I'm so sorry. It's not you, I really wanted to keep you but they wouldn't let me keep anyone. Two permanent people transferred from Ceritos and we don't even have enough hours as it. She than said it was really unfair how I had to find out. The whole time I was thinking yeah yeah and for some reason I was fighting back tears. I don't cry that often but right now I really felt like crying. Michelle than said she was trying to find a way to say something and her eyes began to tear up. She was crying. I was already fighting the knot in my throat and my now my brain was screaming FUCKING CRY BREAK DOWN AND SOB. I told her it wasn't her fault and that I loved working with her and even if I knew they were going to fire me I would do it all again. We hugged teary eyed and said our good byes, she dissapeared into the back room wiping her eyes than silently I went to pick up my tux. In my unbuttoned white dress shirt and ratty jeans with my back against the wall I sobbed in the dressing room of After Hours Formal Wear.
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