I was fired last Thursday from the vet clinic. He felt I wasn't doing my best to get clients in when they wanted to come in. Clients there don't know the word NO. Apparently, last Wednesday, a very important client came in and rasied nine kinds on hell becuse I told him he couldn't come in the week before. The man called late Friday afternoon and wanted a bath for his dog. Me, not wanting him to leave his dog overnight, asked if he could come in Monday. He said yes but never showed up Monday. I thought everything was fine, that he would call back to set up another appointment. When I got to work Thursday morning, Vanessa was the only one to give me a heads up about what happened Wednesday. He waited until 4 o'clock Thursday afternoon, while I was in the middle of helping someone on the phone, to pull me in the office. He said he was sorry but he would need my key. I kept it together, gave him my key, said I was sorry, thanked him and left. I broke down
in my car. What really sucked was that I had to go to work at The Grand that night. They cut hours there so I'm trying to get shifts where I can. I dont know if I can survive on this salary alone. I don't know what to do. I've been very depressed lately. I e-mailed my resume to my cousin last week and he said they might have openings because they bought a comany a few weeks ago. I hope something comes through very soon.