How could I not blog about this day!

I really had planned on taking a long break. Then today happened. And there is just no way I can't NOT blog about it- it's just waaaay to good. And by good, I mean really crappy, but outrageous enough to talk about. I'm gonna tell about my day going backwards- that way I can promise it will end on a really GOOD note!

I got fired from my job. Wait, that's not the good part- the good part is how it happened. I went into the salon to buy some product and as I was paying for it my boss says- loudly, across the salon- that I no longer get my discount. She was cutting a client's hair at the time. It went something like this:

Boss: Oh, Laura doesn't get a discount anymore.
Me: Really? I thought you had said it was okay.

Oh, I should explain. I have been out of work for about two months due to an elbow injury. A WORK injury. I initially filed workers comp a over a year ago when it happened, but quit after the first couple appointments because it was a pain and we have good insurance. So when I had to have surgery I had a talk with my boss to see that I could still work when it healed. She said it wouldn't be a problem. After I had surgery I told her that I didn't know how long the recovery would be, but I didn't foresee being able to massage this year. Again, no problem.

Back to convo (across the salon in front of a client):


Boss: Well, I'm not going have you come back.
Me: Really? I thought you had agreed to let me come back after physical therapy.
Boss: Well, you never told me how long you will be out, so I'm going to find another part time therapist.
Me: I told you it wouldn't be this year- they can't give me an exact date.
Boss: Well, I looked in the employee handbook and it says that after two months I can let an employee go.
Me: Yes, of course you can let me go. I'm just surprised- I thought we had this worked out.
Boss: I've been thinking about it for about the past month, and I'm not going to have you come back.
Me: Wow. That's a wonderful way to find out.

End of convo. She goes back to her client.

What the...?!?! She picked the wrong girl to mess with! Especially after my last few days! So, I left, then called and left a message for her to call me. I called back 30 minutes later and she was gone. I asked what time she was coming in tomorrow, but she's gone for the weekend. Her and her stupid quilting. So I ask for her phone number. The receptionist said "You cannot tell her I gave it to you. She doesn't want to talk to you". What the...?!?! Nothing like talking about it to other employees, not to mention being a big coward. So I called and left a message- something like this:

"Hey, it's Laura. I left you a message, and I know you got it. We need to talk about what happened today. I think it was complete bullsh**, and we need to sort it out. If you don't want to call me, please have Jeremy. I will expect to hear from one of you on Monday."

My tone was very professional (other than the one swear word)- not angry.

I said I would end with a good note. Earlier in the day I spent a few hours at the hospital training to be a volunteer. I am scheduled to do it one shift a week. However, with my surgery, getting fired, and not having a baby, I can pick up shifts every day! For real, I think it is something I will really enjoy doing.

Another good note: I will not take being fired (I saved them workers comp, and I have extremely loyal clients). So the incident lit a fire in me. I haven't felt this energized in weeks!

Hope you're all having a wonderful day!