i worked on monday. like normal.
when i got there, i tried to clock on. for some reason the computer didn't recognize my social security number. so i tried over and over again. no dice. decided to worry about it later and went to work.
halfway through my shift amanda (of "jamanda") stopped flirting with brandon coflin (who has an extremely hot older brother who used to work there back in the day...mike had an excellent butt) long enough to realize she'd forgotten to clock on. that reminded me of my problems so i got julia to check it out. she tried typing in my ssn and also couldn't get it to work. being a manager, she was able to access the Secret Inner Sanctum of Computerness and look at Records and Such. in the computer my ssn was right. so we were puzzled. i stopped paying attention for awhile and when i came back she had some document open. we started reading it.
I WAS TERMINATED.
apparantly i was fired on 4/4/05 and they forgot to tell me! holy crap!
we were all 95% sure that was crap. just to be safe, julia called michael on his cell and asked if he'd fired me for any reason, he said he didn't remember doing that.
apparantly the name right under mine, Dell comma Nancy, belongs to a person who was terminated (i have no idea who she is, by the way). apparantly michael filled out a termination notice on the wrong name. silly michael.
so that's the story of the time pizza hut fired me and didn't tell me.
oh, and i'm not fired anymore. in case you were wondering.
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Hah! thems silly bosses.
This reminds me of the time I went to work at Enterprise and they tried to fire me on my first day. They ran a background check on a guy who at applied at the same time as me, and got us mixed up. Needless to say, I was surprised to learn that I had a felony conviction for theft! They were all ready to slip me $50 and send me packing, too.
And then, in December, when they were about to fire me for real, my boss warned me on friday, but told me to come in and work on monday anyway. On tuesday I got a call teling me not to come to work anymore. Kind of the opposite of your problem, Suzin.
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