Upon receiving my terminal appeal results: Termination Upheld, I read the bottom of the page where "It has been expressed that you have been most vocal about your dislike for your job and working for Dismember Hospital." And I ask myself, what was it that gave me away, my barely contained shudder of revulsion upon entering an office to become surrounded by fat, ugly, stupid, uneducated, hateful, backstabbing, catty, disgusting, gossiping, wretched, beastly vermin bitches? Then yes, it was obvious that I didn't like my job. Fuckers. I'm not joking either. These women are the most revolting, hateful, jealous people I have ever met in my life. They gossip just to gossip, with little to no regard for feelings or truth. 95% of these women are obese, in 92 of the 95%, that obesity is morbid.
So seriously, was I "most vocal" about my dislike for my job? Yes, and no. I stated in no uncertain terms that it was a stepping stone for me since day one that I started. They understood that when they hired me (it's housekeeping! Who plans on staying??) Did I hate coming to work? Yes. But I did go to work. Every scheduled day, on time. Did I on a regular basis scream various versions of "I hate my job!" peppered with obscenities?
My stepping stone may have sunk, but at least the shithole didn't become my final destination.