TW: death
(Sorry for format issues, on my phone)
The context:
-I used to be an apprentice body piercer
-I currently work in a VERY small venue with a bit of a skeleton staff. We had to close for the day when the head chef was sick
The characters:
Angel Manager – AM – friend of mine who’s been very understanding
Demon Boss – DB – owner of the venue
The story:
About 3 weeks ago I lost a close friend of mine. It was very sudden and unexpected (we still don’t really know what happened but it seems like it was a medical issue) and I’m struggling. I’m ‘lucky’ enough to have not experienced loss like this before. I’m not close with my family so I’m big on found family and my friend was that to me.
So far I’ve taken 4 days off. Last week I took a Wednesday off. I’m taking the funeral and day after off (next week) and I took yesterday off because I started crying during the close on Thursday. I came back in today and AM told me that DB had said it was ‘quite cheeky’ of me to take a Friday off. Sorry I couldn’t plan my breakdown better? He came into the venue after having taken a few weeks off and I decided to just avoid him. He’s been talking about getting his nipple piercered. He came up to me later:
‘Hey OP, so will you pierce my nipple?’
‘No…’
‘Why? Afraid I’ll cry?’
‘I don’t work in a studio anymore, it’s unsafe’
‘Oh come onnnnnn’
‘Nope’
He runs off to AM’
‘Well OPs a fucking barrel of smiles today!’
‘….OPs had a bereavement a couple weeks ago…’
‘They can’t be like that at work!’
‘They’ve been grand with customers’
‘Fuck me I’m just the owner I guess’ and he stormed away
I understand it’s been tricky for AM to get cover when I’ve called in last minute but DB has been on holiday the last few weeks? I don’t even think I was rude to him. Maybe a bit distant but at the very least neutral. We were in the back weren’t even any customers to here us.
Not looking for advice or anything, just the validation of internet strangers going ‘what the fuck’
Because honestly…what the fuck?!?