I'm I just at being pissed at my manager.

I just posted a thread in Pets, about finding my cat dead this morning. I called work and told them my cat just died and I would be late because I have to bury him and search the house to see if there is something that could have poisioned him. The manager, who I have already had problems with huffs and asks how long. I told him I'm not sure.

"Well if you have to guess."
"2-3 hours" (I live an hour away)

*with an attitude* "Well can you get here sooner than that?"

Now they can kiss my ass, I'm taking the whole fucking day off! I'm I over reacting here, or do I have a right to be pissed when I manager gives me an attitude because my animal just died?

I'm going to lay down.

With a manager like that I wouldn't want to work for them.

your manager=your boss= your job= your money=piss off the manager to much= you will have none of the above.
I work under a nazi regime of zero tollerance.
5 points and your gone!
1 point for a full day and 1/2 point for a 1/2 day.
even with a doctor excuse you miss you get points.
the points come off after a year.

If you piss off the man, the man will take a big dump on you, mostly managers are power and control freaks that get off on your agont and misery and love to add to it.
*Rant*

He is on of 7 managers. On top of that he is only an assistant manager. Fuck em. I will talk to the store manager on monday, and see what she says. Plus most of the other managers there dislike him as well and will most likely stick up for me. I'm not all that worried. I'm a good employee and they need me. It is nice having a bit of job security.

When my cat died two summers ago, I called in sick three days in a row. The creature was 20 years old. You got every right. Go find some poison IVY and rub it on something only manager touches.


Losing a pet is harder than losing a relative sometimes.

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Originally Posted by JaggedEdge

I just posted a thread in Pets, about finding my cat dead this morning. I called work and told them my cat just died and I would be late because I have to bury him and search the house to see if there is something that could have poisioned him. The manager, who I have already had problems with huffs and asks how long. I told him I'm not sure.

"Well if you have to guess."
"2-3 hours" (I live an hour away)

*with an attitude* "Well can you get here sooner than that?"

Now they can kiss my ass, I'm taking the whole fucking day off! I'm I over reacting here, or do I have a right to be pissed when I manager gives me an attitude because my animal just died?

I'm going to lay down.

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i got excluded from school for takin my vet to the cat when he burnt him self on the stove, 2 weeks off school

:) the old days


i'll leave it for the comedy of me bein baked still
i took my cat to the vet

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Originally Posted by jpbc99

When my cat died two summers ago, I called in sick three days in a row. The creature was 20 years old. You got every right. Go find some poison IVY and rub it on something only manager touches.


Losing a pet is harder than losing a relative sometimes.

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Thanks man, I honestly thought 2-3 hours after losing and burying a pet was very generous of me. If he would have just faked a little sympathy I wouldn't be so furious, but the fucking asshole didn't even say anything about it, only when are you coming.

Like I said, I will talk to the store manager monday and explain the situation. If you are a manager of a resturant you should have people skills and be able to at least fake sympathy.

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Originally Posted by jpbc99

When my cat died two summers ago, I called in sick three days in a row. The creature was 20 years old. You got every right. Go find some poison IVY and rub it on something only manager touches.


Losing a pet is harder than losing a relative sometimes.

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I got back at one of the asshole formen at work by putting poison ivy resin in his work boots and in the pants of his work uniform.
lets just say he was an itchy lil man. lol
drove him nuts...well almost.:D

that guy sounds like a prick. If my dog died I'd take the whole week off.

Dude, we are both going to hell. rofl.

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Originally Posted by Gatekeeper777

I got back at one of the asshole formen at work by putting poison ivy resin in his work boots and in the pants of his work uniform.
lets just say he was an itchy lil man. lol
drove him nuts...well almost.:D

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