Eric, I'm glad you're alive and hope you're okay.
I lost my job a couple days ago. My boss came in and said to the guy I was working with and I that we were her best employees and the night before showed record sales. She then proceeded to ask how we were doing. We said we were fine, but had customers staying in the restaurant past close and we had to wait for them to start closing. I suggested having three people on staff, so we could actually get work done while one of the two usuals were on a delivery. Also it would help us close faster.
Then she started asking what I meant by that, and I told her I meant what I said. Then she told me to get the fuck out, because she didn't like my attitude. I asked why does she think I have an attitude, then she started yelling at the guy I was working with. She accused us of foul play and we denied, and she screamed at the top of her lungs "I'M THE FUCKING OWNER AAAAUUUGGGHHH!" and she actually made that sound. For the record, she's not the owner. She's married to the owner's son. That's one divorce away from having nothing to do with the place. But whatever. The other guy and I both got fired.
I was gonna quit, and she saved me the trouble. I was just going to wait till I had another job lined up.
What gets me is what she said right when she showed up, and the day before she was crying asking if I thought she was a bad manager. I think she needs help. But she's not gonna get it from me. Fucking two-faced, unstable bitch. I feel sorry for the other employees. The guy I was working with and I covered 70 hours on the schedule. We each literally had more hours than any other two workers combined. There are two brand new people who haven't been trained, and one girl who's been there a month, and one who's been there a year. They're fucked, and they'll never have a day off again.
Now to find a job.