I don't know if this breaks rule 3 but this is gonna be a blast. I was saving up for a vehicle and trailer to live the nomadic life style I've dreamed of since ELEMENTARY SCHOOL. When I reached my financial goal I quit the most toxic job I've ever worked for. The next day they begged me back so I returned. I felt bad I was the only one in my position who covered my hours, did everything expected, and did more then my job required along with the promise to train a few replacements. Well 7ish months later and the fire me the day before 5 new people were set to replace me and their reasoning, I had a doctor's appointment. They also lied to unemployment that I had walked off, but luckily unemployment investigated this. My old place was a popular Boondocking spot, free camp for trailers/RVs and 2 of the managers, including the one that fired me, dreamed of doing what I'm doing down to becoming a ranger some day. Another ex coworker from there and I are going to sit in the parking lot and pick up 2 or more current employees. We're gonna talk shit to only 2 specific managers if they're there like “FUCK YOU JOHN IM BECOMING A RANGER WHAT YOU THINK AVOUT THAT YOU WASHED UP OLD BALD FUCK! WHATS IT LIKE BEING TOO OLD TO POSSIBLY LIVE YOUR DREAM? THE DREAM IM LIVING?” then we'll zoom off, circle back, and party at my place parked in the back (he called the cops when I was fired and waiting for a ride but I'm not trespassed so just avoiding him calling the cops by making it look like I left)