Fucking Hostile

The bastards fired Jen. She was within her two weeks notice anyway, but still. COME ON. What did they cite for a reason? She was creating a "hostile work environment" she said they said. Considering what Sue said to her yesterday, not to mention to me, that's pretty rich. Pretty rich indeed. If there is indeed a hostile work environment in that building it's that department, and the architect of that is Sue. Of course, I fully believe that Sue is the architect of what happened today, too. There is no doubt in my mind.

Stacy and I were out back cleaning our stuff when they came for Jen. I missed it. When I came back out she'd disappeared off the face of the earth. Even Skip asked me if I knew where she was, and I had no idea. By that time it was probably done. When I was leaving I noticed her swipe card was still there next to mine, but then her car was gone. It never crossed my mind, not once, that she'd been fired. Not once.

Sue avoided me all day. I had a brief meeting with Bob concerning the two-weeks notice I'd left the previous afternoon. But Sue and I probably didn't speak more than ten words all day. I was still disgusted with her from the day before. She obviously knew what was coming later. She even left early to avoid it. Tomorrow she wants to give me a very wide berth. If she acts smug about this, or makes one snide remark to me about Jen, I will go for her throat and rip it out with my teeth.

Jen told me she was thinking of that when they were laying it down on her: "If they think it's hostile now, just wait until Shaun finds out about this."

She's right.

So naturally, because she'd disappeared off the earth, I was curious. I called her. "They fired me."

"They WHAT?" Oh yeah, I was pissed. She told me how it went down. It bothered me so much that I was shaking with anger. It's so backwards. It's wrong.

I met my dad for golf soon after, and he knew something was up. Usually whatever I'm feeling is right there on the surface. "I'm probably not going to play my best today, but I'm sure as hell going to work out some hostility." I didn't play my best golf, but I did smack the fuck out of a few golf balls. I can't say that made me feel all so much better, however.

My dad asked if I wanted to see if Jen wanted to come along to eat, and I thought about it, and decided to wait for next time. You know, all things considered and stuff. During dinner I did spill about what was pissing me off, and we had a whole conversation about jobs and the like. He asked if Jen was upset about it, so I said that I think I was more pissed off about this than she was. After I said that I'd see if she wanted to come along sometime in the future, and he said he'd bring mom along, too. "And don't say things to get her scared of your mom."

"Ummmmmm ok. I won't." My mom is awesome and a very nice lady, but sometimes she can be intimidating, and Jen has already heard some of the stories about how mom hated my ex-wife, so ... yeah. Shannon was a little afraid of her, too. And Jude. On the other hand, I've also made a special point to stress how nice she is, too. And in all fairness, my mom has come around on a few things herself. She just wants me to be happy.

I called Jen back when I got here and she said she'd be happy to go the next time. And of course we talked much more about today's developments, too. She copped to the fact that she broke down and cried after getting off the phone with me the first time, and that just ripped me up. A girl I like upset and in tears is my one true weakness for which I have no defense. And it just made me all the more furious.

They took away my buddy.
They fired my girlfriend.
They made her cry.
I have to go there six more times and now I'm alone.
They made her cry.

This isn't over.