I was fired once. Not because I had done anything wrong, but because the weekly I worked for at the time was sold out from under me.
I hung around for a couple weeks, but realized I could never work for the new owners and one day a pathetic lady showed up at my office and told me to publish something in the newspaper that was so far beneath what a newspaper should do that I refused.
The lady told me if I didn't publish it, I would likely be fired. Well, she was right. I didn't print it and I was fired. But at least she was "man" enough to do it in person. No hard feelings.
But look what happened to this sports reporter.
I also knew another newspaper employee who was once fired in the middle of the Arizona desert via cellphone while he was on an assignment.
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Im sorry you were fired. I do know what thats like. I have been "let go" from a good deal of all the jobs I have held. Just ask Taylor.
William,
You were living with me at the time I got fired. Remember I hauled salt bags for six weeks to make money (you helped me by opening the doors to the water conditioning rooms at the apartments).
And, losing that job was the best thing for me at the time. Never looked back, until now.
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