First time for everything
Well, ladies and gentlemen, I just got fired for the first time.
Yes, indeed, I have been let go from the glorious institution that is the Leamington Bar and Grill because (and I quote) 'my heart is not in it'.
With only the merest of warnings (that was either invented or so slight I forgot about it) my job has been lost based on the fact that I apparently don't work hard enough and have been 1 minute late for my last two shifts.
Never mind the fact the bar supervisor is the most bone idle bitch who's ever walked the planet and actually leaves early allowing others to take care of the cleaning for the sole reason "I'm going to the pub", and never even lifts a finger around the bar.
Never mind there's a restaurant supervisor who constantly half-arses his job, has frequently come in late and hungover, and only ever serves attractive women, or women he thinks will tip well.
No, instead of them, it's me who gets fired, for the flimsiest reason ever.
God I hate people.