Goodbyes.
- I don’t enjoy when somebody leaves my life, even if I despised the person.
- Joe- the manager. I think that he is a tool, and an asshole. I almost quit one day because I was being overworked. The straw that made me tell the manager that I quit was her making me go home to shave. I don’t like shaving, I have never enjoied it, and I don’t like it when I am forced to shave: on top of that, I wasn’t that rugged, and I was working in the back. He pulled me outside and asked me what was wrong, and I told him all stories involving a breakdown I had some months ago, when this story takes place. He told me about his ex-wife kicking him out and such, things that he was going through a hard time as well. He showed me empathy, and I stayed. Since I told him what my problems were, he now knew that I am gay. This doesn’t bother me, I don’t care who knows I’m gay, but I want to tell him. He outed me to a couple other managers and makes jokes about my homosexuality. It’s all in good taste, and I think most of it is funny, but there’s that side of me that hated him for a while because of it, and because I have not been in a very good mood these past few months.
- I found out today, just as he did, that he is being transfered to a different store. I have to say, I’m kind of upset. We would wollow together, we would make each other feel like our problems weren’t so bad. I tal about him all the time, and he is the person who hired me and makes my schedule.
- Now he’s leaving.
- Do I take more things for granted than I think I do?
I totally get this. Back when I was in PA my stupid boss who I hated with a passion was my #1 enemy. Surprisingly 2 years later Im sad hes not part of my life. THATS insane. hope you have another friend like that come along soon.
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They say, you never know what you had until it goes away. *hugs* Take care.
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