Crappy day. I called into work to see if there were any hours to ask if I could make sure to have some next week or something. Girl who does my department's hours says, sure, I'll look into it. My manager calls me about an hour later, says, hey, we don't have any hours now that it's after the holidays, so that's why you haven't been scheduled," and I'm thinking, okay, well, that's cool, as long as I didn't do something and you guys are just punishing me with no hours, and then he says, so we're laying you off. I say, "are you joking?" And he's like, "NO! (in a nasty tone) We just don't have any hours." And me, shocked and upset, I ask why these other two girls, one who's totally ineffectual by my department head's standards and a few of the other employees, have 35 and 30 hours a piece. He tells me that's his decision. I say, okay, and I'm going to pick up my check tomorrow. :( Had I known they hired me in August to be sesasonal, I would have tagged on a second job.
