auld lang syne
One of my former bosses just called. My current boss is getting a bid from him.
I worked at a kitchen equipment manufacturer from 1993-1998, then I quit my job, sold my house and moved in with A. at 9 months sober. Great plan, huh?
Fast forward to summer 1999, I'm desperately trying to get back here, can't get my old job back so I get a job with a former customer. A relatively good job, lots of b.s. but it was where I met Mrs. Honey, so it was a good place to work at the time.
Only, I wasn't satisfied, auld lang syne was calling. So, I dial up my old boss and end up getting my job back. Only he failed to mention how CRAPPY they were doing. I knew the first day that I made a mistake. I held on to the bitter end, 11 months. Even though Mrs. Honey hooked me up with an interview where she worked, I guess I was hoping something would change and the old times would return.
The company failed, 41 years in business, boom, gone. All employees were offered a job at a competitors company. We all went and slowly got picked off, one by one. My turn came on my 91st day. The official term used was "laid off" but I was fired. It was an utter and complete surprise. One day the owner was talking about my new office, the next he was firing me. He had had me training his fresh out of college daughter for the shipping department and he gave her my job. All those years of experience didn't mean shit to him. He didn't like my attitude (and frankly, I didn't like his). I strongly suspect my boss that I loved knew what was comming and failed to give me the heads up. He never contacted me afterwards and I thought we were tight. So, anyway, H. just called. He wasn't my boss for long, just a couple of those years, but he was always nice to me. I never felt as close to him as I did my first boss. He's still with the company that fired me, has in fact been promoted, but he doesn't like his job much. That made me feel a lot better for some reason. I miss my old job, the power of it, being a woman in the metal industry was sometimes very fun. I worked there for all those years and I NEVER hear from any of them, I thought they were my family, boy did I learn that lesson the hard way.
My current job isn't near as exciting, but there is almost no stress and that is a blessing!

2 Comments:
Oh, Honey Baby, leaving the restaurant equipment business was the best thing we ever did!! Reading your post brought back so many memories, and made me realize how glad I am that we've moved beyond that horrible industry. I truly believe the only reason I was there, from a fate perspective, was to meet and become friends with you. Every cloud really does have a silver lining. ;) I love you!
I have a job I miss, miss it sooo terribly, it was hard and scary and wonderful. But Satan became my new boss and I had to quit before she fired me. She even marked me low for how I dressed!!! I wore suits by the way. I am still very bitter. I love the people I work with at this job, but I would seriously like to put an ice pick in my eye rather then come to this brain numbing job some days. I'm glad you do like your new job.
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