“There’s Light at the End of this Tunnel, But I Doubt These Hips Will Make It” – J.Gross

To the sales job who wanted me to work 80 hours per week, while you paid me the equivalent of what a McDonald’s employee makes hourly, all while the CEO called twice daily meetings to brag about the five cars he owns and how money wasn’t an issue for him, then chastised us for not working hard enough. Then, after I complained about the hours and shitty pay, your solution was to offer me a position paying even less, and then changing your mind and firing me before I could quit…

To the HR Department from said sales job for mailing my final check to the wrong address, which, due to the dimwits in your accounting department, turned out to be a whopping $0…

To the unemployment office for making it so complicated to file for benefits by getting rid of your local offices, letting baboons with the IQ of –45 design your website, and leaving me in a constant cycle of phone calls that sound like, “sorry we are helping someone else at the time,please hang up and try your call again later… Click…”