So it's been a week since I stood out on the street with my colorful sign and got me a job right?  Not the best job, but a job is a job.  I wish telling myself that worked.  That works for other people right?  Yea, not this guy. 

I missed work on Sunday and since I didn't have my phone on me, I wasn't able to call until 2 to tell them.  I was supposed to work that morning, though I'm not sure exactly when.  That information was never conveyed to me.  I figured Alan, the night boss, would call me and tell me the next morning.  I had no messages when I got home so I guess I was wrong on that one.  When I called to try to explain, I got Tanner's voicemail.  I left a message and then left a text. 

On Monday I tried to call again in the morning since I still hadn't heard from anyone.  Was starting to panic a little, but I did my best not to let it get to me with pretty good success.  The call again went to voicemail.  So I sent another text, asking them to call me and saying even if they didn't, I'd be waiting at the Walgreens at 5:30, which is where they last picked me up and about when they start work every day.  I called again when I got there.  Still nothing.  Scared.

Now it's Tuesday.  After and call and text I finally got a text back from Tanner saying that "No don't worry.  I'll call you later and explain."  I didn't hear from him by 5 so I walked over to Walgreens again.  After standing around for a bit, I sent another text "No call?"

Finally Tanner calls me.  Is not good.  I got this long triad about how I was supposed to stay in contact with the night manager, not the guy who hired me, irregardless of the fact that I didnt have the night managers number and when I had asked for it, he said it was pointless to give it to me because he had broken his phone. Tanner said something about only getting texts from me, even though I called every day. He said he would give me the night managers number, and I've gotten nothing in over an hour. Yea. 

Lost Boy fail.  Is sad now.



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