I knew it was coming. Four other managers got the same treatment before I did. One took matters into his own hands and resigned. And I thought about doing the same, but I don't quite have something else lined up. Couldn't put myself out like that. I guess they didn't see it the same way – they didn't care.
I think the point in trying to make is that your work ethic (I was always early, always stayed late, did 60 hours a week when they expected 50, brought sales up, and owned my position) won't keep you anything. I fucking hated that job, but I needed the pay. I was also trying not to “job hop” in hopes that some longevity at a position might look good on my resume. But, obviously, that didn't work out how I planned.
Let's face it – they don't care about you. Plain and simple. They already have your replacement lined up. Don't let yourself suffer at a shit job. I always hear about people following their passion. Didn't think I did because I needed to be a “responsible adult.” Well now, when it feels like I have no choice, I find myself rethinking things. I could buckle down, try again, and end up in the same shit. Or I could go enjoy life for a bit. Maybe take a chance on myself – pursue my side hustle as a primary income.
I've already lost my job. Fuck it – what else have I got left to lose?
I have a back up plan (or four) if things don't work out. But now I have the time to give it a shot. So I say deuces to the automotive industry, customer “service,” and sales. I'm gonna do something fun for once. And gods willing, I'll never have to talk to another customer again!
Fuck you, capitalism! I'm out!