My wife Violet was fired last week from her just-acquired job at a paint store. No reason as given, either. And after she'd helped them move store locations, too. She was hired for her customer service skills and knowledge of paint, and yet she spent the majority of her time lifting heavy things.
And then they fired her.
Just like that.
For no reason.
Needless to say, we're not very happy. Violet is pretty pissed off at them, and understandably so. I'm not too thrilled, either. Once again, I'm back to being the sole provider for the family. It doesn't help that I'm in a minimum wage job with erratic hours - not the sort of income you can depend on. I'd been hoping we could finally get ahead of our financial situation, and maybe treat ourselves to a luxury or two, like a trip to the dentist.
Being poor sucks. It really does.