I worked for a company for nearly 15 years. I started out as full time, then hours fluctuated due to economic issues. (Some weeks, I worked without knowing when I would get paid again).
In 2013, my stepdad passed away from cancer. My mom and I were, naturally, devastated. I called my boss to let her know that I would not be in on Monday. (He died on a Sunday). She told me I could have Monday off with pay, but she wasn’t paying for any other bereavement time because he died on a weekend!
Come to 2016. My mom died unexpectedly at home early Saturday morning, midnight. I was completely destroyed, understandably, having been an only child and her dying in my arms. I called to tell her and let her know I would not be in Monday. Same thing.
Christmas Eve the same year. I was visiting my old neighbor, dropped off presents for the grandbabies and visited. My text was going off like crazy, but I ignored it. I stopped at a restaurant for dinner (was a family tradition) and checked messages before I went in. Her daughter ordered something for her son and it didn’t arrive. I had to go to the office and figure it out for her daughter (who is my age, 40’s). I ended up missing my church service because of it.
The best is yet to come… I had been having a lot of pain and only working half days because of it. I finally called in sick and asked my neighbor to bring me to the ER because I literally fell on the floor in pain. (I crawled to my front door). I ended up being admitted, and found out I needed emergency surgery. I got a call the day after I was operated on, pain pump, drain, whole 9 yards. She wanted to know when I was going back to work!!! My co-worker brought me flowers and said that she suggested that the office send me flowers. “It costs too much”. I was in for a week. No visit, no further calls. She called me at home almost every day with questions. Note that we don’t have short term disability in this state and I wasn’t getting paid.
A few months later, I went to my doctor. I was having a lot of pain and he wanted me to go to the hospital because I needed my gallbladder removed. I had to call the office to see if I could get a ride to the hospital, he didn’t want me to drive. My co-worker put me on hold to ask boss, who started to scream at me. My doctor heard her and asked for the phone. He told her I needed to go to the hospital, he was afraid of my gallbladder bursting. She told him that it couldn’t. He asked her where she got her degree!!! She finally gave in.
Needless to say, she replaced me 4 months later. New girl informed me, in the parking lot (I was training her) that my last day was Thursday. This was on a Tuesday and I was off the following day. My replacement left in March, after completely changing everything and donating things she wasn’t supposed to. 0121-19
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