So, which one of us is the asshole again...?

Original post: November 17, 2007

This morning, I had to trek up to Bordentown to get my final paycheck from Boyd's. When I opened it, they had included a flier about the annual pollyana for Christmas. What the hell am I going to need this for? I'm out. They know that. They're wasting paper. So I went to make a comment about it to Mark, the pharmacist.

"Why would they put this in my last paycheck?"
"You're quitting?"
"...Yeah. I haven't been here all week. Didn't you notice?"
"I did, but I didn't know you'd quit. How come?"
"'Cause Toni left."
"So what, you're infatuated with her?"
"No, but I don't want to have to work for them, you know?"
"Kinda childish, ain't it?"

I paused. Then, he repeated himself. "Well, I guess. I wouldn't have come back at all if I didn't need the money."

I didn't feel like I needed to explain myself further. I went into this job with the attitude that, if I didn't like what was happening, I was going to leave. Also, I came back because Toni asked me to. Yes, she's the only one there I would want to work for. So, when she said she was leaving, I put in my two weeks. The Boyds were replacing her with their kids, Jimmy and Lardner. Seriously, would you want to take orders from a guy who goes by Lardner? Fine, that may be your name, and you don't want to go by your middle name like your dad, but I'd make up a name if I were you. You might as well legally change your name to Dickhead and be done with it.

I don't know. Was it childish, or was I just being smart?