i love the smell of karmic retribution in the morning.
it goes great with eggs,
and a big bowl of life.
my last jobs did me wrong,
they are reaping their karma.
so my last boss…
thing 2 texted me this morning to tell me.
it was his idea to dismantle the department.
he told the higher ups that it would save them money to let us go.
in his own sneaky way,
since he didn’t like me,
he hired others that he thought would be a better fit:
he promised the company an “effective way of handling the job” and failed.
so everything blew up in his face.
he tried to play me and ended up getting played.
thing 2 said everyone still asks for me,
including the president’s assistant i was close with.
she allegedly regrets not stepping in to save my job.
she knew what was happening as well,
but couldn’t tell me the goings on.
“It would save money.”
…they all said when i asked why this was happening.
everything hurtful that was done was all because of money.
now they are worried about that same money.
the company is laying off many and downgrading offices also.
people and companies always get rid of the good ones.
they soon realize how bad they fucked up.
thing 2 asked me if they called me back…
Would I go back?
i will never forget the abuse i took from them.
all money ain’t good money.