DEMON P.O.V.
I walked into my boss office as he called me off the deck. I took my gloves and apron off and hung them up outside the office. I took a seat in front of him and he had an uneasy look on his face.
Hey Adam! He spoke unpleasant with the mid day supervisor sitting next to him.
What's up? What's this about?
There's no easy way to say this but....a couple of our employees have been getting too much over time. And it's costing the company a fortune. We have to fall back and can only afford to keep the part timers as of right now.
What are you saying? You're firing me?
Not necessarily firing you.....just laying you off for a bit!
What? I'm in over time like a muthafucka cause of yall! Yall always threatening my job if I don't come in! The fuck type of shit is yall on? Yall got me fucked up!
Yeah we see that now and it's costing us a bunch of money. You're the highest most qualified employee we have! And we can't afford to keep you anymore. I'm sorry son! Look I know this is such short noticed...
You fuckin think? I have two little girls who's depending on me to keep a roof over their heads, food in their mouth, and clothes on their backs!
Which is why we're giving you an advance on this week's check and for the end of the month! He slid an envelope across the table and I took and opened it. It was $4,000.
4 stacks? I make that in two weeks!
Yeah with the overtime. We're running out of money cause of you!
You know what fuck yall! You were always on some fuckin bullshit! I got up knocking the chair over and storming out the office. I walked through the deck and I could feel all eyes on me. I was fuckin heated!
Muthafuckas pissed me off! I went to my locker and grabbed my bag and left this stupid ass fuckin place. Muthafucka must of forgot I know all his dirty ass secrets! Don't even have insurance on this fuckin place! I should set this bitch on fire, his ass really ain't gone have a dime then!
It wasn't the money I was pissed about but the job. I had money that can last us a while plus what Dream brought in. My house is paid off so I wasn't worried about that shit. It's the fact that I needed away to keep looking legit! That was my way!
Muthafuckas had me come all the way here to work on a shift that wasn't mine on a last minute shit begging me to come in just for me to stay extra late and fire me towards the end! Yeah fuck outta here. Nigga lucky he still alive. I make a little over 4K every two weeks with the overtime. He ain't even pay me what I really be making talking about some an advance. I should have spit on them!
Hey baby, you're home! Dream smiled just as she was about to go up the stairs. "What's wrong? You okay? You look pissed!" She said as she turned around to come back downstairs.
I'm mad ass hell! I walked past her and went in the basement and put my clothes in the washer. She was in the kitchen making my plate so it was nice and fresh for me to eat. "I just got fuckin fired!" I said annoyed.
What?
Yeah! Nigga said cause I work too much they losing out on money!
What?! That doesn't even make sense! Yall don't have like a union or something?
Fuck no! Bullshit ass fuckin warehouse shit. Really got me fuckin hot!
Well don't worry we'll think of something! I have an interview tomorrow at this Dinner a lil across town so I'll have an income to bring in the house. So you can relax for a bit. We're a team remember? What I lack you pick up, and what you lack I pick up! Don't worry we got this!
