Eat my dust, you cunts! (Part 2)

So, I've had a few jobs in my time, not careers you understand, just nothing whatever jobs. I would perhaps have been more inclined to take on a career if I'd been working for people who were deserving of respect and not members of the League Of Miscreants.

A list of the people I've worked for/under follows:

• Amorphous mass of wanker dentists
• Completely psychotic ex-army woman whose management style was: "Yelling."
• Elderly Polish man who would become confused mid-sentence, believing himself to be in the time period of the story he was recounting, getting angry all over again as if the story was happening to him.
• a full time video store manager full stop.

I say "full time video store manager full stop." because that's all he was, there was literally nothing else you could say about him that didn't involve the words "face" "pig" "retard" "ugly" & "fucking". Perhaps management status is enough for some people but I wouldn't want that to be at the top of my achievements list, strangely he seemed to expect others to be in awe of it, as if being a manager of a video store in a completely irrelevant suburb mattered. I don't have an MBA or anything but being a manager doesn't seem to be about not doing any work and telling everyone else what to do.

"Micromanagement and laziness do not a good environment create."
-Yoda MBA, Master of Jedi Sc.

I quit on Saturday morning and man, it felt good! I've only ever been fired before and its sooo different! I got exactly what I wanted and left a massive hole in their roster! T'aint nobody available to fill that shit! Awoooo! Suck it up you dipshit!

Sure I'm poor but who cares? I'll no longer have to tollerate a fat loser who made my slacker job difficult because he had the hots for me and I was way out of his league.

My bank account: $310.20
My emotional account: $369, 255, 138, 067.19

SUPPLEMENTAL: I came to enjoy the company of my fellow workers at the video store, in particular the delightfully positive Lucy, Guy the animator who like all of us was much better than that place, Pullman, and pretty much everyone but the manager Aaron. If you happen to get served by any of these people, say something memorable or funny - it makes the shift less horrible.