Friday
So on Friday it came to an end - I gotta tell you I didn't see it coming... I walked into the meeting room and was met by not only the PR manager and my own manager but the head guy too."Angela, we don't think you fit here" he said "not wanting to get into the nitty-gritty"
Dear lord the man is a genius I could have told him that since day one - I am not a huge fan of polishing the boots of the rich. However, I pretend well, all the guests are happy and I daily recieve compliments from the other managers (including my own).
Anyway to make a long story short - I was given an option submit to further brain washing or they would have to let me go.. I made sure they door didn't hit me on the way out. I'm pretty sure that surprised them - and I hope they miss me. I am smart and on the ball and if I can't pretend to a 'Poppet' well screw them.
Now I got to go find a new place to drink as I am no longer allowed on the property. Right, I am such a horrible person - one day you have the keys to the kingdom the next. "Please ship your uniforms back - COD"
Great now the last questions is what is the most expensive way to ship my uniform shirts!
I'm thinking I am going to take up bartendening - it is a job where you are required to have a personality!!
Cheers

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