Already my life is looking up. I'm really happy with the way things are going now that I'm back.
Last night I went to a show and saw Andrew Jackson Jihad play and it was amazing and my heart was happy again.
It's odd how someone's (semi-)cynical view on life can totally make me so much more optimistic about it. That band's music is just tremendous to me, it blows my mind how honest they are in all ways.
I also got to visit Dan after the show and he and I had a good talk. It's been awhile since I've had one of those with the opposite sex. It's a good thing to have, it definitely helps to brings things into a different perspective. I'm also excited to try more of his home brews, so far the one I tried wasn't terrible and the one that's going now sounds pretty yummy.
Today I got more settled into my tiny apartment. It's wayyy too cluttered for two people. You don't realize it until you set foot in here, but it's pretty bad. I was expecting more but oh well, I'll live I suppose. I meet my roomie tomorrow, I really don't know what kind of person she is at all, I just know that she's not a total soroity girl like my last one so that's one up.
Yay for food.
Woot for coffee, I got a Kona Blend at Fry's today, we'll see how good it is tomorrow morning I suppose.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
My heart hurts.
It's really hard for me to write about it. I'll try the few sentences at a time thing.
I went in.
Sara (new owner) told me she fired me for stealing so she didn't think the law applied to me. I went home, printed out the law, it says 'involuntary discharge' which is defined as the employer letting the employee go for various reasons, including 'cause or misconduct'.
I just wanted my check so I could be done with the shop, they hurt me firing me the way they did.
I just gave ONE friend a ONE dollar discount on a FOUR dollar drink. That's not even my full employee discount. I payed it back and fixed it on the register and everything and all she had to do was just tell me they shop was too behind to be doing that, I only had 2 more mornings left.
When I showed them the printed papers (the Texas Pay Day law says that if an employee is fired the employer is required to give them their paycheck within 6 calender days) they got on the defensive saying that they didn't know how much I could have been stealing.
Yeah, what with ALL the friends I have in San Marcos to give free drinks to.
They said they could file this and take me to court for stealing and whatnot.
Then they said they couldn't give me my paycheck anyways because Wells Fargo is handling it all and they won't have them until Saturday. Why would I steal from this place? I put my heart into this place.
I put up with bullshit because I believed in the shop for what it was. I stayed on for 3 months. 3 months of bullshit (minus Chele, she was pretty much one of the only redeeming people of the shop).
It just hurts knowing that they're always going to think of me as the girl who was stealing, and they're probably going to tell all my regulars about this and they're all going to think I was this terrible person.
I really just wish that they could just give me my paycheck and I can be done with it. I don't even want to file my taxes for this place next year because I don't want to think about it ever again after Saturday.
They're the boyfriend who you put everything into, you stress yourself out over, and then he screws you over right at the end. But they're worse than that.
They really hurt me, a blow to my weakest spot.
I went in.
Sara (new owner) told me she fired me for stealing so she didn't think the law applied to me. I went home, printed out the law, it says 'involuntary discharge' which is defined as the employer letting the employee go for various reasons, including 'cause or misconduct'.
I just wanted my check so I could be done with the shop, they hurt me firing me the way they did.
I just gave ONE friend a ONE dollar discount on a FOUR dollar drink. That's not even my full employee discount. I payed it back and fixed it on the register and everything and all she had to do was just tell me they shop was too behind to be doing that, I only had 2 more mornings left.
When I showed them the printed papers (the Texas Pay Day law says that if an employee is fired the employer is required to give them their paycheck within 6 calender days) they got on the defensive saying that they didn't know how much I could have been stealing.
Yeah, what with ALL the friends I have in San Marcos to give free drinks to.
They said they could file this and take me to court for stealing and whatnot.
Then they said they couldn't give me my paycheck anyways because Wells Fargo is handling it all and they won't have them until Saturday. Why would I steal from this place? I put my heart into this place.
I put up with bullshit because I believed in the shop for what it was. I stayed on for 3 months. 3 months of bullshit (minus Chele, she was pretty much one of the only redeeming people of the shop).
It just hurts knowing that they're always going to think of me as the girl who was stealing, and they're probably going to tell all my regulars about this and they're all going to think I was this terrible person.
I really just wish that they could just give me my paycheck and I can be done with it. I don't even want to file my taxes for this place next year because I don't want to think about it ever again after Saturday.
They're the boyfriend who you put everything into, you stress yourself out over, and then he screws you over right at the end. But they're worse than that.
They really hurt me, a blow to my weakest spot.
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