| Not in America |
I'm in disbelief right now.
I work at an internet café and this morning, a client came and wanted to print a picture, he sent it to my by e-mail and i started printing it, he didn't ask for any editing or nothing.
The picture comes out, and because of its low resolution, it comes out pixelated, and the dude started absolutely raging. He asks me why i didn't tell him that it was going to come out like that and i simply reply that why didnt he check the resolution himself.
Dude while talking, comes behind me pretending he's talking about my screen, and while i'm looking at the screen sat down on my chair he blasts me with a punch that lands straight on my eye. We start fighting, punches are thrown ect and that's that, people fight, shit happens. Now i brush myself off and head to the police station right next to our store to report what happened, a kind client offered that he's be a witness for me and we got the police report written up real quick.
I come back and my manager throws a fit about how i left without telling him, how could i not at least notify him that i was leaving, how i had left clients waiting and we were losing them.
( Quick note, the manager was there for everything, he saw it all and saw me leave )
I stare at him dead in the eye, with my black, bruised fucked up eye and just ask him what the fuck is wrong with him, i've just been assaulted, my eye is barely open, there's ringing in my years and my head is going to explode and all he asks is why i left the store.
I handed him the keys right there and told him i quit, the owner just called me asking how i'm doing and all, trying to make it seem like it's ok and he didn't mean it in a bad way and he was just stressed but i wasn't having it. The owner is a great lady and very nice, i offered to cover for her until she gets a replacement and i'm done.