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Jun. 12th, 2011 09:11 pmI know I have been silent for a long time, (we.., truthfully just at not posting any entries, but...) but shitty things have been happening. Finnish parliament elections which were ohmygod terrible and nightmare-indusing. The fact that my studies which should only be two years long, will be two and half for me. And other little shit.
But now? Well, it begins with the fact that I got my first ever real job. SUmmer job, yes. Cleaning in a...camp? whatthefucktherightwordis... nothing special, nothing fancy. Minimum wage, or atleast very small (finnish style, so about 10 euros per hour) rerallly fucking boring and sweaty, but God was I excited... I was all over, so much smiling and I was just so goddamn happy that it hurts to think about.
Then I got fired. After one week. In a really horrible way. This camp is way away from my home, over 200 kms, so I lived in an apartment which was in the camp premises. There were other workers there too. We had promised that my first week I would work from tuesday to saturday, then began again in tuesday. I was going to spend that free time at home, taking more of my stuff (and computer) with me so I could stay the whole summer there working. I was walking to the bus station, which was about two kilometres away. I am really worried about not making it, because I had forgotten few things I had to go back to get from the apartment. like my cell. Car drives past me, and stops. I smile because I notice my boss is there and I think that he will offer me a ride.
He tells that he is sorry, but that I am fired. Talks a lot of shit, which I am honestly too shocked to hear. I manage to say that I really have to hurry to the bus, and he offers to give my a ride to the stop. I agree, make a joke about how little room I have. He says he is sorry, and says that he will give me great recommendations and pay me the weeks salary. He gets me to the bus stop. I manage to hold myself together exactly as long until he drives away, then I start crying. Truly crying, not just few tears, but full sobs and more water than in Niagara.
I call my mum and cry to the phone. She and my dad take turns at calling me and (making sure that I won't kill myself) trying to lift my spirits.
The next day (today) boss calls and talks more about the bullshit reasons why I was fired. They needed someone who was a professional cleaner, (they fucking knew I didn't have any work experience) my work was shoddy (and that day one customer came and asked if I was mainly responsible for cleaning the place. I said yes and he thanked me, saying that I did great job). He said that they would mail the shit I left there (my bicycle helmet, towel, sanitary stuff, almost all clean summer clothes I own, bedsheets, running shoes and a small bag).
I am really in a terrible mood. I don't remember when I have ever cried this much.
But now? Well, it begins with the fact that I got my first ever real job. SUmmer job, yes. Cleaning in a...camp? whatthefucktherightwordis... nothing special, nothing fancy. Minimum wage, or atleast very small (finnish style, so about 10 euros per hour) rerallly fucking boring and sweaty, but God was I excited... I was all over, so much smiling and I was just so goddamn happy that it hurts to think about.
Then I got fired. After one week. In a really horrible way. This camp is way away from my home, over 200 kms, so I lived in an apartment which was in the camp premises. There were other workers there too. We had promised that my first week I would work from tuesday to saturday, then began again in tuesday. I was going to spend that free time at home, taking more of my stuff (and computer) with me so I could stay the whole summer there working. I was walking to the bus station, which was about two kilometres away. I am really worried about not making it, because I had forgotten few things I had to go back to get from the apartment. like my cell. Car drives past me, and stops. I smile because I notice my boss is there and I think that he will offer me a ride.
He tells that he is sorry, but that I am fired. Talks a lot of shit, which I am honestly too shocked to hear. I manage to say that I really have to hurry to the bus, and he offers to give my a ride to the stop. I agree, make a joke about how little room I have. He says he is sorry, and says that he will give me great recommendations and pay me the weeks salary. He gets me to the bus stop. I manage to hold myself together exactly as long until he drives away, then I start crying. Truly crying, not just few tears, but full sobs and more water than in Niagara.
I call my mum and cry to the phone. She and my dad take turns at calling me and (making sure that I won't kill myself) trying to lift my spirits.
The next day (today) boss calls and talks more about the bullshit reasons why I was fired. They needed someone who was a professional cleaner, (they fucking knew I didn't have any work experience) my work was shoddy (and that day one customer came and asked if I was mainly responsible for cleaning the place. I said yes and he thanked me, saying that I did great job). He said that they would mail the shit I left there (my bicycle helmet, towel, sanitary stuff, almost all clean summer clothes I own, bedsheets, running shoes and a small bag).
I am really in a terrible mood. I don't remember when I have ever cried this much.
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Date: 2011-06-12 06:27 pm (UTC)Mindkill icon is trying to explode your former boss' head
Date: 2011-06-12 06:29 pm (UTC)Don't forget that you did a good job and it genuinely is their loss for not keeping you as an employee. And don't let anyone tell you anything else.
*hug*
The Lady 529
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Date: 2011-06-12 06:32 pm (UTC)So this one didn't work out. They suck. They should have given you warning or additional training if they found a problem with your work. I think you should look into something else. Maybe retail? Or another cleaning job where they bother to tell you what (if anything) you're doing wrong before firing you. Assholes.
You'll get over this, BB. I know you will.
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Date: 2011-06-12 07:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-12 07:16 pm (UTC)This was the most unprofessional way possible.
You should write him an email and tell him.
But most importantly, it's just a job. The job does not define you.
So you got fired. That doesn't take away any value from you. You're still an awesome person.
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Date: 2011-06-12 07:42 pm (UTC)BEYOND words.
First off, why did they hire you in the first place if they wanted a professional? How dare he fire you like that? Not even properly.
I-
argh, this makes me really angry, and you deserved none of it.
I'm not sure if this is a good suggestion, because you seem to get upset easily, but you might want to check out marketing research on the phone. I do this as a job, and while it's not one of the most pleasant of jobs, they are always looking for people to apply, and it's a steady income. At least here in Germany, not sure what the laws are over at your place.
I hope you'll find something soon, and that this won't put you down too much. It wasn't your fault, and you should be angry instead of sad.
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Date: 2011-06-16 05:50 am (UTC)What it sounds like to me is that someone hired you, and someone higher up said "Oh no, I wanted to hire my grandniece Gretta for that job. You'll have to get rid of that other girl. Just make something up and fire her." I really think that's what happened.
Listen, don't take it to heart. It's pretty clear based on your story here, that you didn't do anything wrong. Sometimes bad crap happens. Just keep looking and you'll find a nice job that you'll like way better than that one anyway. You're a good girl, and worth being treated with more respect than that ass treated you.
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Date: 2011-06-16 05:53 am (UTC)