IRM Out

So as today was my final day participating in temp-hell, I figured I should summarize how events unfolded towards the end. IRM continued her rein of terror amongst the defenseless poppycock that ran the cash registers with me, until the morning float counts began to dwindle further and further away from the set value they were supposed to be, in ever so obvious amounts, like exactly $20, then $40.. then she clearly got more gutsy one day, when the float was $200, instead of the $300 they were supposed to be. The next three days she just never showed up for work, which I choose to believe is because she stole just enough cash to pay for the tasseled leather coat with patterned bead work she so badly needed- but couldn't justify paying for. Rumor has it she hasn't worked since December 2008 as a result of a $12,000 casino win, so obviously IRM is a paycheck-to-paycheck kind of monster. On the positive front, during the employee transition time on the second last day I made enough small talk with a night shift cashier to learn that all the employees thought I was stuck-up at the orientation day 2 weeks earlier. Apparently I was "putting up a front" that made me look conceited. I had to hold back my desires of confirming the suspicions, and instead took my usual route of claiming that I am just shy. Looks like my constant dirty looks of disapproval have paid off for once in my life. As all the cashiers hugged and exchanged cell numbers at the end of the final shift I split for the exit and never looked back.




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Update: One of my sources has informed me that one day as I struggled to finish my daily dose of chicken fingers and fries in the stands during one of my brief 15 minutes breaks at this national sporting event, the event cameras managed to focus in on me has I tried to beat the clock and finish my lunch on my tight schedule. Apparently a select few saw me on national television and the entire stadium saw this spectacle on the jumbo-tron. Too bad I was too desperate to finish my lunch in time to notice this humiliation. This is too much coverage for my own good for one year.