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For a change, good news from work!
Aug. 16th, 2006 01:39 amSo. I'm finally rid of Fernando. :::CHEERS!::: Here's how it went down, B. (Mm, damn. Mm, nigga. Mm, bodsafy[pe9r6typ34u t9-e4874)
Last Monday, the day after I came home from Otakon, Evie told me that Fernando announced he had gotten a new job and was leaving on the seventeenth. "Ten more days?!" I squealed, trying my best to cover my excitement with faux-shock (I'm not sure it worked). I don't know why I haven't mentioned it before, but, true.
Skip ahead to Sunday. Fernando showed up three hours late to work (because he probably went to the Dominican Day Parade. What an ass. Yes, yay that you're Dominican, but I didn't cut work to go to the PR Day Parade). On the way home from work -- the way I understood it -- he, uh, relieved himself in a subway station.
How FUCKING STUPID can you be? I mean, this is Fernando so, in a way I'm not surprised at all, but ... ew. WTF is WRONG with him?
Evie told me this yestertoday morning. She also told me that a cop had caught him and so he was slapped with community service. He couldn't go to work after Sunday as a result, so he just up and quit on the spot. YEEEEEES.
I'm better now.
Of course, that leaves us even more short-staffed than we were. Even if Elaina, Wendy and I are bumped up the thirty-five hours apiece, we're left with the same problem we had before Kaila showed up: we're two shifts short of the minimum seventeen that we need to cover a week. I guess... there'll be a new person along shortly.
BUT FERNANDO IS GONE OMFG YAY.
Last Monday, the day after I came home from Otakon, Evie told me that Fernando announced he had gotten a new job and was leaving on the seventeenth. "Ten more days?!" I squealed, trying my best to cover my excitement with faux-shock (I'm not sure it worked). I don't know why I haven't mentioned it before, but, true.
Skip ahead to Sunday. Fernando showed up three hours late to work (because he probably went to the Dominican Day Parade. What an ass. Yes, yay that you're Dominican, but I didn't cut work to go to the PR Day Parade). On the way home from work -- the way I understood it -- he, uh, relieved himself in a subway station.
How FUCKING STUPID can you be? I mean, this is Fernando so, in a way I'm not surprised at all, but ... ew. WTF is WRONG with him?
Evie told me this yestertoday morning. She also told me that a cop had caught him and so he was slapped with community service. He couldn't go to work after Sunday as a result, so he just up and quit on the spot. YEEEEEES.
I'm better now.
Of course, that leaves us even more short-staffed than we were. Even if Elaina, Wendy and I are bumped up the thirty-five hours apiece, we're left with the same problem we had before Kaila showed up: we're two shifts short of the minimum seventeen that we need to cover a week. I guess... there'll be a new person along shortly.
BUT FERNANDO IS GONE OMFG YAY.
