Ok. It's official. I've been terminated. All cuz of a bloody customer and her effing GREATLY EXAGGERATED TRUMPED-UP UNTRUE FAKE COMPLAIN VIA EMAIL. Even my best friend, who works in the KITCHEN, wasn't spared the chopping block. The decision to terminate me was made by that EMOTION-LESS ANIMAL, *****.
I cried and cried so much when I was told that I was terminated. I mean, I honestly love FCX, I love working there, I love the manager and the staff and I love the working environment. Basically, I love everything about that place. The staff there are like my second family. They never fail to make my day and put a smile on my face with their jokes and their keco2ness. FCX itself is like a home away from home. I eat there, work there, hang out there and even study or do my schoolwork there at times. I worked for free labour at times and I didn't even mind or complain at all cuz of my passion and dedication that I have for that place. I put my heart and soul into work. And now, my long journey at FCX has come to an end suddenly. And I still am not over the fact that I've been terminated. Haish... :'(
To that mofo who destroyed my best friend's and my rice bowl, THANKS A LOT BIATCH. You don't know how it feels like to have your rice bowls destroyed when you are financially burdened and are supporting your ownself and helping to foot part of the bills for your family. Cuz you're just a DAMN SICKENING ASSHOLE, WHO DOESN'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT OTHERS EXCEPT FOR YOUR OWN U-G-L-Y HAG SELF!
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