I knew it wouldn't take long. Day 3, and Elvis sauntered over into my work area and started nosing around. I was away making a delivery. I wasn't told what happened, or who said what, but when I arrived back to finish up paperwork for the day, a member of management came rushing in, thinking someone needed some assistance. Me, I felt a little blindsided. I knew in my gut that it was something said, or done (or both) by Elvis ... to the gal who works for me now (yes, taking his old position).
Whatever it was, the manager pulled my gal into a closed door meeting. A few minutes later, the store manager came and pulled her into another closed door meeting. When she came back in, all she said was "I was told not to talk about it".
Yeah. That really makes for lousy start to my weekend.
I now am left wondering if my time is up at this BigBox Store
and should I be looking for a transfer?
Or a whole new job? ? ? ? ? ? ?
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