Thursday, July 05, 2012
On Tuesday July 3rd, I had the weirdest day...it was strange and weird and has left me a bit unsettled.
My son has worked for 2 months at the coffee shop where I have gotten coffee for the past, probably, three years. So, Tuesday morning I pull up at the coffee shop and the owner, Gene, takes my order, I pull to the next window, he hands me my son's paycheck (cash) and asks me to confirm the amount and sign for it. No big deal, right? So, I count and sign and hand the signed page back to him and he says, "I sure hope he enjoys his new job." and I say, "What?" Gene says, "He quit this job, said that they could clean if they want to but he isn't going to clean. Stood leaning against the counter drinking free coffee." This SO, COMPLETELY does NOT sound like my son. I asked who son said this to and Gene mentioned one of the gals who works there mid morning to the mid afternoon. I was blown away. I said that son was on the schedule for the next day, to which Gene replied, "I'm not paying him to not work." and then he says to me, "You look beautiful in red! I sure hope you have a GREAT day!" and I drove away. W-H-A-T just happened here?! This guy basically fired my son through me, without talking to my son! I was floored! My son is not perfect but he is also not rude, never defiant to adults, always respectful and hard working. What just happened here?!?!?
I called my hubby and we talked. I know, for every story there is one side, the other side and what really happened...we agreed to talk about it more later in the day. I went and got gas (before I ran out!) and then to the grocery store for fruit for the 4th of July fruit salad and meat and cheese for trays for the 4th. Off to work and on the clock at 7:30 am. Whew!
Work was one of THOSE days. Every problem was 'on the table' for discussion and someone was trying to fix it. The Medicaid settlement was $45,000 short, the statements weren't working, I was getting no reports back from dental claim submissions, Medicare claims for one site aren't going at all, payments are down...it was a day and month end for June. Ugh! I had conversations with my son through the day about the job, he was absolutely devastated to lose when he had really worked so, so hard. He not only never stopped working when he was there and hadn't said the things that he was accused of saying, he had started work early when I dropped him off and not 'clocked in' until his scheduled time and he had washed down the entire outside of the coffee trailer with a bucket of soapy water and a sponge and with no other way, rinsed the entire trailer too. I talked to my daughter's doctor, working on meds that will hopefully relieve her of some depression with what she has been going through. I was so relieved to get off work, couldn't wait to get home...
Home, Sweet Home. Went to see my mom, she lives with us in an apartment attached to our home, she told me that her sister, my dear, sweet Aunt Barb is sick, really sick. My Aunt Barb is the best woman in the whole world - she was a single parent of 3 kids for 6 years, she'd conceived her first child as a product of a rape, she married her rapist because it was 'expected'. She worked hard her whole life, was in sales and then real estate. She is the most selfless person I know. In fact, one year she met a woman at a Christmas party, the lady needed a kidney transplant, was in ESRD (end stage renal disease) and on dialysis every other day. My Aunt said, "I'll give you one of mine!" and 6 months later, they were not only a perfect match but my Aunt Barb gave a kidney to a woman that she had only met the December before! That's the kind of woman she is! Anyway, she was diagnosed with polymyalgia, which in itself isn't such a bad thing, a cousin of fibromyalgia (which my mom has) it strikes older women and can run it's course in about 2 years. However, she got a complication called giant cell arteritis - in which the arteries of the brain swell causing stroke and blindness. My aunt underwent testing today where they took parts of the arteries from the temples on each side of her forehead. This is just not good news. She is such a dear lady, to be blinded by this or to suffer a stroke is nearly unthinkable.
Then...because the day just wasn't over yet, mom told me of the funeral she attended that day. The deceased was 30 years old and died in a boating accident in CA the day before his best friend was to be married. He was the best man, and never made the wedding. He was a kid who suffered a near-fatal car accident in his late teens, spent almost 2 years in rehab learning to do everything again from feeding himself to walking to speaking, etc. He had come back, finished high school, gotten good work at Dillard's Dept store and was married...only to come to this tragic end, an only child with now devastated parents.
I tell you, by 6 pm, I was ready for bed but I had promised my son to stay up and do fireworks with him when it was dark so he could share them with his sister who wasn't going to be home for the 4th, but at a friend's house. So, I stayed up. I didn't sleep Tuesday night, my mind would not let me rest...
What a strange day. I was so glad that it was over...but since then, I've really felt haunted...this deal with my son and the job...he's 15 and he l-o-v-e-d that job! I have no idea what the agenda is of this owner - I feel like he played my son, used him to cover a vacation, didn't give him a chance to defend himself or explain if he made a comment even close to what he was accused. I know that son had a disagreement with one co-worker in the last week over a coffee order that she says he told her wrong and he said he told her right and she made wrong, but that stuff happens in a coffee shop, it's communication after all and it doesn't always go well on one side or the other. I just don't know what to think, I've gone over it and over it in my mind...
It was a weird day on Tuesday. I'm glad it's over, I wish it would go away - get out of my brain. Perhaps in time.