Life is made up of a bunch of stories. There are sweet ones and sour ones. The sweet ones are treasured and they are taken out to be reminisced like my daughter's drawing that was made when she was little. The sour ones are buried deep and never to be taken out so often; they are the ones that keep pulling me back making mr stand still and pause to think while I am on the bus looking outside of the window, or sitting at a park bench, but neither two cases are often have been rendered into my daily living nowadays. However, I have come across another sour grape that I had to chew and take it out of my mouth; I would bury deep and take out in the future or perhaps never be taken out as I have already accumulated lots of them and I don't have a place to put it in the jar as it is full.
Have you ever been fired? Yes, I have been, but today I am sitting in a library reading the New York Times after being dismissed from my work in the morning. Upon arriving at work, my boss summoned me to her office upstairs and talked about an incident that happened this other day claiming that I was being insubordinate to the supervisor. Couple of days ago in an earlier meeting with her about the incident, I told her that I did not know she was my supervisor and she did not dispute the claim. I thought things were going fine as I was having an interaction with the "new supervisor" and followed her order as I told her to do something conceding to be subordinate to her. However, it seems that resolution did not go through and the issue came resuscitated by the upper managers: it looks like "insubordination" is a big thing in this business.
When I went to work this morning on 2/24/2020 just to be pulled into an office, he told me that my behavior was not proper and I would be on what is called "leave of absence for the day" and she commanded me for dismissal without saying anything else. Immediately, I left the workplace and got in my car to get out of the parking lot, but thoughts came across my mind where I was supposed to be heading. After driving aimlessly for a while, I pulled into an empty parking spot to catch a breath trying to keep myself calm: I am not fired but I had a trepidation of getting fired, which is rather an odd thing to happen: for all the cases that I have encountered in this situation, there was no such thing as this sort of thing "prelude" termed as in music called "leave of absence for the day." Capitalism has come a long way, and as it developed further its jargon has increased. One thing true is that my boss has not fired me yet. What is also true is that my boss knows that I am such a valuable worker for the company, and they would surely feel sorry for letting me go since the company is in the depth of needing more manpower to run the business. They may have to carry out more discussion today with additional people, and I will find the outcome tomorrow as I was told to come back in the morning. I have been working for the company almost one year and my review is due immediately: the company is taking this as an opportunity to reevaluate me and decide to send me home permanently or keep me for another year.
Anyway, I can't go home now to tell my wife that I was dismissed at work: I am stuck in the library. My lunch is kept out of the refrigerator in the trunk. I feel that capitalism has become so tyrannical lately although I have been fortunate to not experience it for a good chunk of my career, but nowadays it seems like an avoidable element in my life. I live with it thinking that not much of its trade has been left in my life to withstand corporate manipulations, exploitation and racism as my time is drawing near to walk out of the quagmire, and say enough is enough.
Have you ever been fired? Yes, I have been, but today I am sitting in a library reading the New York Times after being dismissed from my work in the morning. Upon arriving at work, my boss summoned me to her office upstairs and talked about an incident that happened this other day claiming that I was being insubordinate to the supervisor. Couple of days ago in an earlier meeting with her about the incident, I told her that I did not know she was my supervisor and she did not dispute the claim. I thought things were going fine as I was having an interaction with the "new supervisor" and followed her order as I told her to do something conceding to be subordinate to her. However, it seems that resolution did not go through and the issue came resuscitated by the upper managers: it looks like "insubordination" is a big thing in this business.
When I went to work this morning on 2/24/2020 just to be pulled into an office, he told me that my behavior was not proper and I would be on what is called "leave of absence for the day" and she commanded me for dismissal without saying anything else. Immediately, I left the workplace and got in my car to get out of the parking lot, but thoughts came across my mind where I was supposed to be heading. After driving aimlessly for a while, I pulled into an empty parking spot to catch a breath trying to keep myself calm: I am not fired but I had a trepidation of getting fired, which is rather an odd thing to happen: for all the cases that I have encountered in this situation, there was no such thing as this sort of thing "prelude" termed as in music called "leave of absence for the day." Capitalism has come a long way, and as it developed further its jargon has increased. One thing true is that my boss has not fired me yet. What is also true is that my boss knows that I am such a valuable worker for the company, and they would surely feel sorry for letting me go since the company is in the depth of needing more manpower to run the business. They may have to carry out more discussion today with additional people, and I will find the outcome tomorrow as I was told to come back in the morning. I have been working for the company almost one year and my review is due immediately: the company is taking this as an opportunity to reevaluate me and decide to send me home permanently or keep me for another year.
Anyway, I can't go home now to tell my wife that I was dismissed at work: I am stuck in the library. My lunch is kept out of the refrigerator in the trunk. I feel that capitalism has become so tyrannical lately although I have been fortunate to not experience it for a good chunk of my career, but nowadays it seems like an avoidable element in my life. I live with it thinking that not much of its trade has been left in my life to withstand corporate manipulations, exploitation and racism as my time is drawing near to walk out of the quagmire, and say enough is enough.
