Donnerstag, 28. Juni 2007
"No, I lea...
"No, I leave on Wednesday the 7th.""But...you said that you would be available for work through the end of that week...""Um. No, I said that I would be gone on the 7th and would be coming back on the 14th. So, I cannot work anymore after this week.""Why didn't you tell anyone?""I did tell someone. In fact, I told everyone who worked this weekend. Plus I had been talking about the Boston trip for weeks.""You could have given a 2 week notice, you know."(Oh. Shit. Yeah.)"Could you maybe type one of those up for us today and bring it in?"(sigh)"Sure." Work called at 8.30 this morning wondering what the hell was going on with the cryptic 'last week' message written above my name on the current schedule. Honestly, I had thought about giving a two weeks notice..I did. But it got buried under the hundreds of other things that I need to do. Now I find myself stuck for works...I don't know how I am supposed to ...phrase this bad boy. Any suggestions? ^_^
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hrmmmm that's tricky. well i'm sure if you tell them that you need to go to Boston so that you can meet me they'll understand ;op heh but now that they know(or was that convo not with a boss type person?), i guess you should just say you will not be able to work those days and thank you very much. ::shrug:: my work is pretty flexible so... i'm not sure. good luck though. looking forward to meeting you ;o)
Those places are so full of shit. You don't need to give them any notice. You could say "I quit half an hour ago" and then just walk out! Ok ok, I'll stop rambling. But isn't "at-will employment" fun? :)
^_^ I ended up writing a pretty lame little note for the manager. Since I am leaving in a matter of days, formalities matter not to me. Heh. And I look forward to meeting you too! I think Paul planned a get together for the Saturday the 10th. Much fun will abound. w00t!
I could just walk out in the middle of a shift. I've always wanted to do that. Or I could pretend that the moronic customers have finally driven me over the edge and run around the store screaming about pens and what orifices they will fit in. Hurrah to no more customer service jobs. ^_^ (and a plague upon their households)
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