Fired.
After nearly a year of working I have been terminated form my current post. From paper pusher to grease monkey I strove for perfection and they knew that. All it took was one, one mistake, one fucking mistake and I've been fired.
What was it I did so wrong you may ask? I forgot to tighten the bolts to spec *supposedly* on a vehicle I worked on. The end result was a wheel fell off and the end result was over 1000 in repairs to the cruiser, that SRT-8 I had the joy of driving once. The one car I had damn near took upon myself alone to make sure it was in tip top running order. Why? Well, it smote me. So why would I be so careless? Especially when someone else's life hung in the balance of me being neglectful?
I'm not saying I didn't do it. I might have, it's just that I did receive assistance form time to time in getting it on the road promptly. If anything the blame shouldn't have been shifted totally on my worn shoulders. And yet, who was the person they chose to have leave? Me; me alone. AS I left I shook my higher ups hands, told them it was fun, it had been at times. And they in turn told me I would get a good recommendation from them. Perhaps the decision was not theirs to make. I on a lever believe that.
After I got over the shock of this, I went job hunting. Going off the tip that the nearest Gamestop needs better employees I went there and applied. Next I hear that the manager is working in there I might go and visit with her and politely put my foot up her ass like I did with all my other jobs, harassing the manager in a polite manner till I get an interview. At least if she checks my resume she'll see that I am more than qualified for the job.
Either way, I'm now basically broke and I have no job. I guess... I need to begin about thinking on selling stuff if it comes to that.
What was it I did so wrong you may ask? I forgot to tighten the bolts to spec *supposedly* on a vehicle I worked on. The end result was a wheel fell off and the end result was over 1000 in repairs to the cruiser, that SRT-8 I had the joy of driving once. The one car I had damn near took upon myself alone to make sure it was in tip top running order. Why? Well, it smote me. So why would I be so careless? Especially when someone else's life hung in the balance of me being neglectful?
I'm not saying I didn't do it. I might have, it's just that I did receive assistance form time to time in getting it on the road promptly. If anything the blame shouldn't have been shifted totally on my worn shoulders. And yet, who was the person they chose to have leave? Me; me alone. AS I left I shook my higher ups hands, told them it was fun, it had been at times. And they in turn told me I would get a good recommendation from them. Perhaps the decision was not theirs to make. I on a lever believe that.
After I got over the shock of this, I went job hunting. Going off the tip that the nearest Gamestop needs better employees I went there and applied. Next I hear that the manager is working in there I might go and visit with her and politely put my foot up her ass like I did with all my other jobs, harassing the manager in a polite manner till I get an interview. At least if she checks my resume she'll see that I am more than qualified for the job.
Either way, I'm now basically broke and I have no job. I guess... I need to begin about thinking on selling stuff if it comes to that.