I was on vacation from the 15th to the 22nd.
Prior to this, I had set a deadline of the 24th for STYLIST to THING, or provide some sort of proof of THING, or else I would have to THAT, because OUR EMPLOYER required THING. Which gave her 16 days to THING.
On the 23rd, while Diva was cutting my hair, she mentioned that STYLIST had told everyone goodbye on the 21st, and that she would miss working with them.
Diva said that they tried to convince her to call me, or leave me a note, or talk to a manager in the store about the situation, but that STYLIST insisted that it a was pointless gesture, because she hadn't THING-ed or have proof of THING. And then she packed up her gear and left.
The way that Diva had initially explained it made it sound like STYLIST was just taking her stuff home to have it with her, and that she would still show up for her next shift, if only so that we could discuss THING, and how it would effect THAT.
I've needed THING for several months now, but I had cut STYLIST slack because she had a silly, but perfectly reasonable and understandable excuse for her not THING-ing several months earlier.
Well, it turns out that since she had missed a particularly important date involving THING, because of the silly but perfectly reasonable and understandable excuse, she needed to ACTION that would cost a lot of money, and then also OTHER THING.
Of course, neither Diva nor DIFFERENT STYLIST thought to call me or tell a manager about STYLIST leaving, so I found out about it being a permanent issue when she didn't show up for work the day after my haircut.
STYLIST had already allegedly ACTION-ed before the particularly important date, but DIFFERENT STYLIST told me the day after I had my haircut, that STYLIST had told DIFFERENT STYLIST that she didn't have the money to ACTION in the first place, and didn't know when she could THING. Much less OTHER THING. So, basically she lied to me about THING all along.
Ergo, I am down a stylist.
And it didn't even make me cry.
In fact, I was all like, "Well, whatever. Life goes on," and then went back to whatever I had been doing before I was given the rest of the skinny.
I didn't even get a stomach ache.
Seriously, I totally don't care.
Shit happens.
People lie.
And yet the world still keeps on spinning, which is enough for me sometimes.
Prior to this, I had set a deadline of the 24th for STYLIST to THING, or provide some sort of proof of THING, or else I would have to THAT, because OUR EMPLOYER required THING. Which gave her 16 days to THING.
On the 23rd, while Diva was cutting my hair, she mentioned that STYLIST had told everyone goodbye on the 21st, and that she would miss working with them.
Diva said that they tried to convince her to call me, or leave me a note, or talk to a manager in the store about the situation, but that STYLIST insisted that it a was pointless gesture, because she hadn't THING-ed or have proof of THING. And then she packed up her gear and left.
The way that Diva had initially explained it made it sound like STYLIST was just taking her stuff home to have it with her, and that she would still show up for her next shift, if only so that we could discuss THING, and how it would effect THAT.
I've needed THING for several months now, but I had cut STYLIST slack because she had a silly, but perfectly reasonable and understandable excuse for her not THING-ing several months earlier.
Well, it turns out that since she had missed a particularly important date involving THING, because of the silly but perfectly reasonable and understandable excuse, she needed to ACTION that would cost a lot of money, and then also OTHER THING.
Of course, neither Diva nor DIFFERENT STYLIST thought to call me or tell a manager about STYLIST leaving, so I found out about it being a permanent issue when she didn't show up for work the day after my haircut.
STYLIST had already allegedly ACTION-ed before the particularly important date, but DIFFERENT STYLIST told me the day after I had my haircut, that STYLIST had told DIFFERENT STYLIST that she didn't have the money to ACTION in the first place, and didn't know when she could THING. Much less OTHER THING. So, basically she lied to me about THING all along.
Ergo, I am down a stylist.
And it didn't even make me cry.
In fact, I was all like, "Well, whatever. Life goes on," and then went back to whatever I had been doing before I was given the rest of the skinny.
I didn't even get a stomach ache.
Seriously, I totally don't care.
Shit happens.
People lie.
And yet the world still keeps on spinning, which is enough for me sometimes.
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