No I fired them because I didn't need them anymore. The deaths in their families were, as far as I know, legitimate. I found out about dead relatives at the same time I was firing them.
Noland's incident is coincidence, but Death is the greatest suspicion in a blue collar environment. I have a guy I work with who's son died on six different days of the year (he refuses to work on that day, so he invented five more). This guy also took the day off to get "head x-rays from his cardiologist". I shit you not, they don't even try because they don't even have to.
"Hey...so uhh...would you mind packing your belongings on the way out? Sorry for your loss?" How did they react?
Surprisingly well. Pity, really. They're both good guys, but when there's no work, there's no work. I'll pick them up again week after next. Probably.
Oh so this isn't an office job where there is a ton of paperwork involved. Completely different process. If you did that to someone in my field they'd flip shit. That's loss of insurance, pre-tax transportation, they'll have to rollover 401k, all sorts of stuff. Is this just contract construction work?
Warehouse work. They're forklift operators without benefits, so there isn't any of that stuff to deal with. Other than having a 16 hour paycheck this week after a short week last week.
Got my balls fondled this morning. Which sounds like a great way to start a Tuesday, but not so much when it's because your epididymis is infected and it's a physician with gloves on asking you to cough. And now, I am fearlessly drinking while taking antibiotics.
In my company there's a tradition where instead of firing certain people, the C-team decides to "change the organizational chart", and then informs the poor bastard that their position is being phased out and thus they're let go. At the same time, a new position is created that's at least 80% the same as the position we just eliminated.
Today was interesting. I went to the SPCA and walked a bunch of doggies for a couple of hours. Things I have learned: -You can't really walk a puppy. -My dog doesn't actually pull on the leash. I do like how the place is put together. The animals really are cared for there. I even noticed all their nails were trimmed very short. It's a good place overall and I'll be back.
Oops. Sorry. My bad. Although this explains your cheese comment from the other day. And, um, I'll definitely pass.
I hear there are prostitutes that can help you with this problem. Hell you may even get lucky and get herpes and AIDS too.
I've been so fucking busy lately I essentially haven't ate a meal in the last 40 hours. Since when did eating become secondary to working and getting shit done?
You'll find that a lot of nearly unemployable retards always seem to have a family medical emergency to get out of work. There was a dish washer at my college job who'd claim various relatives were in the emergency room and he needed to leave. The final straw came when he claimed his grand daughter nearly drowned and was in the ER. The restaurant's owner called his bluff and demanded to know which hospital she was at then called in to confirm she was there. She wasn't and I think he was let go. We might be too harsh on these rascal riding Wal Mart dwellers, they might just be the type who are chronically stuck in the ER for medical emergencies.