Dear Dad,
Well, it finally happened. I knew it was coming. I got let go from my job. I'm not surprised or even upset about it. What sucked about it, though, is that I went in to work, ready to work and all, and then they told me that I no longer had a job there before I started my shift.
Like, why bother assigning me to any shifts that week if you're firing me? You couldn't have called me so I didn't have to waste my getting ready for work and coming up here only to be told that I no longer have a job?
Well..they did need their uniform back, so I guess that was their way of ensuring that they got it back.
As I said to you when I got home, now I can look for a better job.
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Dear Dad,
General FictionA collection of letters that a daughter wrote to her father of everything that she wishes she could say to him. She will, eventually... but until then? She'll keep writing until she works up the courage to tell him. [The chapters for this story are...
