I hadn't yet received my W2 from the pizza place at which used to work. Unfortunately, I worked two pay periods there last year. I specifically left a letter to the owner asking him to change my address with payroll (even though I give him this address right after we moved and my last paycheck still had our Byers address on it). Marcus got a phone call last Friday from someone there asking if he still had contact with me because they didn't have my phone number. We just assumed that my W2 had been returned and they wanted me to come get it, so I didn't bother calling anyone back. Since Marcus had to have a computer part dropped off at his old workplace (less than a mile from the pizza place) and I owe him a TON of favors for supporting me during this long underemployment period, I just drove up there today after work.
I AM SO GLAD I NO LONGER WORK WITH THOSE DYSFUNCTIONAL, MORONIC FOOLS! The owner actually did change my address, just nobody could be bothered to put the stupid form in the mail. There is STILL a shrine to the manager that killed himself in November 2005 (even though everybody there supposedly couldn't stand the guy). The manager that left right after I did to open his own restaurant is back because his 2nd wife left him and the business failed. I've never seen that place so trashed. Amazing.
I was so close to going back there to work when my unemployment ran out. I'm so glad I didn't.
I AM SO GLAD I NO LONGER WORK WITH THOSE DYSFUNCTIONAL, MORONIC FOOLS! The owner actually did change my address, just nobody could be bothered to put the stupid form in the mail. There is STILL a shrine to the manager that killed himself in November 2005 (even though everybody there supposedly couldn't stand the guy). The manager that left right after I did to open his own restaurant is back because his 2nd wife left him and the business failed. I've never seen that place so trashed. Amazing.
I was so close to going back there to work when my unemployment ran out. I'm so glad I didn't.
Name: LaDonna
