When it comes to my life right now, I should share the details, huh? Oh man, where to begin? …. When it comes to work, I quit the job with the BOSS FROM HELL. If some of you read about it on the last site before I started writing here, you know exactly what happened, and if not… let me explain.
I got a job at a store and was happy that I’d have extra money coming in to shop, take the kids out, do whatever I wanted to do, pay all my city tickets and get a brand new car. Those were my plans. I then got friendly with a man we’ll call “MO”, who was here where I live constantly because he knows the owners of the building. Mo and I (when I say I got friendly) with him became “cool peeps” as they say… and I would joke around with him, and make him laugh. I’m like that… we all know that I’m playful, friendly, and sarcastic… so, I’d see Mo all the time and tell him, “Which cell phone are you giving me?”… or “I need the keys to the Lexus”. … (he had a Lexus that sat in the parking lot for a while)… Mo has his own taxi/Limo service and said he used his 5 phones for the company, had 17 personal cars he uses as his taxi’s and a few limos, he said his business is always busy and needed a few new HONEST drivers because as he told me at the beginning, most of his drivers steal from him and he fires them. Mo told me an HONEST driver can make any where from $400 to $1000 a night depending how long and how fast they worked. I thought that sounded like great money so the more we got to know each other, and the more he knew I wanted money, the more he talked about me going to work for him instead of the store. One night, he told me “take a ride with me to get a customer”… I told him I was driving. He said Okay, and handed me the keys to his mini van. We talked more about me going to work for him, and he told me, “meet me at 7 AM tomorrow downstairs by the building”. I said Okay… and I did. I trained for 3 days with him on how to pick up customers and drop them off, how to work the credit card machine when I do if they pay with credit, and he showed me where a few different places we USUALLY go were located. The hospital, hotels we pick up and drop off at, Mccormick Place in downtown Chicago, etc. The 3 days of training with this BOSS FROM HELL was drama in itself. He was constantly screaming at me about something… either I’m not driving the way he wants me to drive, I did this wrong, I did that wrong… and he even called me stupid once and told me I needed to use my brains and think! That was when he had two of his best clients waiting in downtown Chicago and he had me driving to go pick them up. He was in the car with me, and making me so very nervous. I can not drive with someone telling me HOW or where to go at the last minute when I’m in the middle of a street and you want me to turn RIGHT HERE really fast… tell me BEFORE we get to the street, but Mo always told me when we were passing the street that I needed to turn here! AT THE LAST MINUTE…and he’d get upset that I turned too fast, or whatever it was… he was just always yelling. My first day of training, we had gone through a hotel parking lot to go around and go another way, and some lady was sitting in her mail truck , and wouldn’t move because she was waiting for someone to come out. Mo got mad and told me to go around her. I told him If I did, I’d hit her… he started screaming at the top of his lungs and telling the lady to move. THe guy that was with her said she was waiting for someone and she would move in a minute… Mo didn’t like that and started yelling , calling them STUPID NIGGERS, and talking all kinds of shit to them. I’m sitting there in the drivers seat looking at him like
and was honestly surprised the guy and woman remained calm and ignored him because had we been in the ‘hood’, any other African American would have taken his ass out of the car and whooped it! I remained silent but I was shocked at how he acted. He had a bad temper, bad attitude, and was just NOT a nice guy, and I should have taken THAT first day as a warning sign. So, back to the 2nd day of training when we went downtown to pick up the “best clients” as he calls them… he’s yelling and screaming at me for this and that, and just stupid shit…and then he was asking a Chinese kid which way Mccormick place was because we took the wrong street. The Chinese kid – I don’t even think understood what we were saying, but Mo went OFF on him, yelled and told him, “Fuck you, Fuck you, yeah – Fuck you”…and gave him the finger… he was talking shit to me, and such… and he had yelled at me so much the first few days, I finally broke down. When we got to Mccormick place, I was hurt. I was trying my best and he was just NOT happy. Nothing made him happy. I was crying, and he looked at me and asked what happened – in such a sweet calm voice like he didn’t know what he had done. I looked at him while wiping my tears and I snapped!!! I told him, “How dare you yell and scream at me all damn day yesterday, all day today… and have the nerve to ask what happened?! I’ve never had a boss that has ever called me names, called me stupid, told me to use my brain, or has ever disrespected me like you have in these past few days… hell, I’ve never had a boss that has given so many people the middle finger, told them FUCK YOU for no reason, and has been so mean and hateful towards people. You’re NOT a nice man, and I’m not going to tolerate you yelling at me anymore. I’m trying to do my best and if I’m not driving my best, it’s because you can’t give fuckin’ directions before we get somewhere…you want to tell me in the middle of the street to turn here rather than blocks away where to turn or right before it… it’s partly your fault..and maybe that chinese kid didn’t even understand English, so before you go off on someone, you need to use your brain and think!”. He knew the clients were coming out right away and he didn’t want to seem like a bad guy so he tried to crack a joke and apologize to me. When the clients got in the car (and they were some awesome sweet guys may I add – business men from England)…. they asked how my day driving went. Before I could answer, Mo answered for me and told them, “It’s going great…she’s great!”….
I gave him this “yeah right” look, and the business men asked if we could drop them off at a fancy resturaunt downtown they always go to when they visit Chicago. They were here for a Sweet and Treats candy and chips conference for a week… Any way, we got lost looking for this fancy place.. and I suggested we call the place and see how to get there from where we were. Mo got upset and told me, “What are we going to call them for?..I know how to get there now, go this was…we have to hit Ontario”. So, I go down the street he tells me, and there’s NO Ontario and then we hit a dead end so instead of going straight, we had to turn left. He gets angry and tells me I wasn’t paying attention and that we had to pass Ontario. I tell him nicely that I read every street sign and there was NO Ontario. I then ask if he wants me to “call now”, and he tells me, “NO, FOR WHAT? WHY?”…very upset. I shake my head and felt like telling the guys I was so sorry and that if MY BOSS allowed me to call the place, we’d get there faster… we eventually found it after almost 45 minutes of driving around, but damn… we could have been there so much sooner. When I tried to GPS it, he thought he knew which way to go and kept getting upset with me for not listening to him… he got even more angry when he told me the clients wanted to take us inside to eat, and I REFUSED to go in the place. I was upset, I was angry, I was hurt… he told me I was making him look bad by not going in there and eating with them. I told him, “First of all, I didn’t expect this..everyone is dressed up , I’m not… 2nd…you can kiss my ass because you make yourself look bad… they know something is wrong with me. They’re not stupid… and you’re an asshole!”…. he walked away leaving me in the car and I sat there until they were done. On the way back, I didn’t say a word… he knew I was upset. The guys from England knew I was upset, and Mo rubbed my head telling me, “We don’t want Shelly to be upset, do we?”….He told the guys from England how I have an attitude… I told them, “When you have a boss whose not very nice… that’s how attitudes form”. He gave me a dirty look, and I didn’t care! I felt like telling him, “Dude, your my boss…don’t touch me again!!!”….. the 3rd day of training, he had me turn from a “going straight” lane and then gave some lady the finger and told her FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU BITCH, when WE were in the wrong ….. him for telling me to do something like that, and me for doing it because if I didn’t, he was going to yell again… he then told me, “I shouldn’t have had you do that, I’m sorry”…. then he’d get upset and yell at me for making FULL STOPS at a stop sign…he’d tell me, “There’s no cars on the other side. Why are you fully stopping?”… BECAUSE THAT’S THE LAW, ASSHOLE!
And he’d yell at me for doing ROLLING STOPS where I didn’t make full stops because I thought it would make him happy…and I finally realized that if my license gets taken away because I’m not driving right and doing what this jerk is telling me to do – he’s not going to pay my shit, so why risk it? I finally started standing up for myself and told him I’ve been driving long enough to know what to do and what NOT to do, he’s not paying if my license gets taken away and that he needs to be quiet and let me drive the way I know how. He once yelled at me for coming out of the gas station and turning the wheel so I didn’t hit a bunch of potholes. He told me he wants his car STRAIGHT when we’re pulling out of somewhere. I told him “If you want it with 4 flat tires as well, that’s fine… but I was trying to avoid that!”… I was no longer hurt whenever he yelled and screamed at me, I was a firecracker and fought back… I told him off when he yelled at me …I talked back, and I let him know that I was NOT going to take his shit. Everytime I snapped off at him, he seemed to calm down and tell me he wasn’t yelling. I told him, “IT IS YELLING”…. I’ve been told that since he’s from Pakistan, that’s how they talk, that’s how they are, and that’s how they treat their women… I’m was his EMPLOYEE, NOT his woman… and never was… so, I was NOT going to let him talk to me with anything but respect…. and he knew that after about a week working for him, but he still continued to yell.
Once I got the hang of where those places were located, how to take calls, etc. he gave me my own company cell phone and the KEYS TO THE LEXUS… which I loved!!! The first night I was out on my own… he told me he was going home to go to sleep and was going to transfer the calls to my phone. I was extremely busy that night, and didn’t sleep at all. I was out all night picking and dropping off people and whenever I did come home to sleep, the company phone rang again and again and again. I made $180 that first night in CASH and when I met up with Mo in the morning, he handed me $90 and took $90. I never understood why we split the money 50/50 if I’m the one who did all the work, but that was his rule… at first he told me he’d be taking 40%…so why he started taking half… I have no idea! I didn’t say anything though because the money was coming fast and easy…and LEGALLY! The 2nd night I worked for him, I made $140, and he gave me $70, and took $70 for himself. I was loving it….
Then – 3 nights went by with no calls. I wasn’t making any money.. and during the day, same thing. I’d work 22 hours straight and no calls were coming in… so all day, all night…nothing. He was saying he was really busy and getting a lot of calls…but my phone never rang once. I complained about it a few times, and he kept telling me that his partners who send calls through or set up some web site for calls “John” and “Mitch” weren’t doing their jobs. I told him, “that’s not my problem. I need to make money, you told me I could with you… and I’m not making anything now”. For a few days, he was fighting with JOhn and Mitch trying to figure out what was going on and telling them he wanted to see a certain number of calls and jobs per day… nothing. No matter how many times he talked to these guys, nothing. Mo would have me sitting in a resturaunt parking lot for HOURS waiting for calls because he said this parking lot was close to the airport, hospital and hotels if I got a call and needed to go – but I never got any calls for 3 days straight as I said. Finally, I decided since I was putting gas in the car from my own money I was making, to take the car to Willow Springs. He’d always call it “your car” and even told me once that as long as I worked for him, that was my car… so I figured one day, I could take it and it would be okay since I put the gas and keep it clean. I cleaned out that entire car one day by myself because of how dirty it was when he gave it to me. I brought wipes and air freshners and things that car needed to make it look nicer for clients/customers. So, the day I had no calls and took the car to Willow Springs, he calls me screaming asking where I am with the car. I told him, and he flipped out on me. He told me, “When you get back, that’s it. I’m taking my stuff back and it’s over. You’re out of my company”. I laughed and told him, ‘That’s fine because I’m not making anything big working for you any way”. I was actually HAPPY to leave his company. IF IT’S A COMPANY AT ALL because I’ve NEVER worked 22 hours straight in my life, and he acted like if I wasn’t working, he had to… almost like he had no other employees… I NEVER seen more cars than 4…AND I never met ANY of his other employees. He didn’t have a building to report to that we could punch in and out… and his “office” was a place he kept a lot of his personal belongings… nothing business related. So, I’m pretty sure he was a one man (2 now that I worked for him) company… maybe he had 2 or 3 other people… but I doubt it was as many as he said…
Any way… he told me to meet him at a Starbucks he was at when I got back. When I met him, I was prepared to go OFF on this BOSS FROM HELL … this mean man who treats anyone however he wants to and thinks it’s okay… but, when he saw me – and I parked the car, walked up to him and sat down… he smiled and told me, “What’s up bad attitude?”… like nothing had happened and he was just fine. I was so confused which led me to believe that this man is BI-POLAR. He snaps at someone, and then he tries to joke around with them and pretend everything is okay. I use to think it was just me… but I’ve heard the way he snaps at EVERYONE he knows… his other employees he supposedly has, his partners in the business… whoever he deals with, he’s snapping and yelling and going OFF on them. He doesn’t know how to ‘talk’. He started calling me BAD ATTITUDE because of all the times I went off on him, the same way he’d go off on me. I was fine with that name…call me bad attitude all you want, but just know you will NOT talk to me any way you want! That’s how I saw it… employee or not. So, after a while, besides the yelling and screaming,he then started getting upset because he’d give me these little time frames I couldn’t meet… if anyone needed to be picked up … he’d tell them I’d be there in 10 minutes..and then he called me and he’d say I have 10 minutes to get there…and he’d rush me. EVERYWHERE to him took 10 – 12 minutes…it drove me crazy. I’d look at him sometimes or look at the phone if he was calling me and be like, “10 minutes? seriously???”… I hated his time frames. There was one time he sent me to 4017 S. Kedzie (up here in Chicago if you’re not from here)… and , I was in the 6500 block or something not even CLOSE to 4017 but he told the people I’d be there in 10 minutes… I ignored his time frame and took my time because with RED LIGHTS, TRAFFIC, etc… it does NOT take only 10 MINUTES… one time he screamed at me because I was closer to the hospital than he was, and he called me saying he was almost there already and asking why I wasn’t. I had a cop behind me so I couldn’t speed and I tried telling him that but he said he was speeding all the way from 63rd and wherever else he was, and made it in 7 minutes…I felt like telling him “CONGRATS”…but I held it in and learned to just say, “Okay Mo… yes Mo… whatever you say Mo” to keep him happy.
He told me any tickets for speeding, red light cameras, etc. that I got on the car – I was paying out of my own money, so I decided to take my time, and drive safe… !!! He was just always yelling for something and nothing made him happy… and one thing that drove me nuts – was when he wanted me to sit in different parking lots waiting for calls instead of being home and relaxing waiting like he was! People that knew both of us and that I worked for him hated that and asked me why I put up with it…a lot of them asked him why he gets to relax and wait for calls, and he has me sitting at a parking lot waiting for them. He rarely let me go home and wait for calls. I always had to be in the parking lot…after 10 PM – that’s when he was okay letting me sit at home and wait.
As for John and Mitch, I finally got irriated to the point where if no calls were coming in and I wasn’t making any money… I was done and my boss knew it..especially because he made me give up a job to come work for him to make all this money he claimed I could make. He finally fired John and Mitch and went with a new company for his calls…we got slammed. We got so many calls and I made $180 that night as well.. which of course, he took $90 of and gave me $90. What I didn’t realize was that when someone paid with a credit card (and we got a lot of those)… he was suppose to be splitting those payments with me as well just like I split cash payments with him, and he never did that… I didn’t know that until after I quit and talked to a lawyer. I didn’t even think about it… o well…
So, things started getting crazier than him yelling and screaming at me. As time went by, and we argued over payments, money I wasn’t getting, calls, and such – he then started telling me who I could and couldn’t talk to from where I lived. There was a guy we’ll call “K’ who he didn’t want me talking to. He told me this guy K is bad… and does all these horrible things, and that the Police are watching him, he’s under investigation and such. He then tells me he didn’t want me talking to this other guy we’ll call “J”… and he told me why… there was one morning I was outside talking to J at about 6:38 AM.. I know EXACTLY what time it was because I guess my boss from hell -watched the cameras that lead to the building parking lot, and screamed at me for talking to J. I said I wasn’t out there that long, and he told me, ‘Yeah, you were, it says 6:38 AM and I watched the Cameras… plus, the building is wired for Audio and I heard what you guys were talking about”…. we had talked about Mo… nothing bad just how he is… I admitted to it, and took the blame but kept quiet when Mo said I better stop talking to J. I was shocked…
As time went by, if we went to eat and he treated… he ordered for me, and didn’t let me look at the menu… he tried to tell me who else I could or couldn’t talk to, and the clients he knew well that were his “regulars”, if I picked them up or dropped them off, he’d tell me not to ask them any questions or answer any of their questions… I didn’t know why and was confused as to why he was acting so weird or secretive like he didn’t want anyone knowing anything about him. I then got confused when I knew him as MO, and people he picked up or that we dealt with started calling him SAMMY! I figured maybe that was his name and MO was his middle name… and when I asked him, he said YES… so , to me – that was taken care of and not really a mystery. He then had me start doing his bank transfers online and e-mails he didn’t know how to do… so , he told me I was his new “assistant manager” as well as driver, and that when he sets up his office and cleans it out, he was going to put me in the office to manage all the drivers… He told everyone I was his Assistant Manager, and they greeted me as such. He even had me talk to his best friend who lived in Florida – a few times, and his friend would tell me to come down to Florida with Sammy when he goes down there. He told me Sammy says all good things about me… it got creepy.
Not to mention he made me drive him to some auto repair shop he always dealt with and told me that these 2 guys that run the shop are bad people, have stolen from him and are “crooked”… he told me one of the guys they call NACHO, stole 8 cars from him, but that he doesn’t like getting police involved or dealing with the Police because he’d rather deal with things himself… if that doesn’t sound like a mob related man…Idk… ! LOL… but, I never said a word… I didn’t know what he was into, about, or what…when he had me drive him to this shop, he confronted this guy Nacho on some things and It looked like they were arguing, and he told me to keep the engine running. I joked about it but seriously, if he had done something… I realize I would have been just as guilty as he was even though I had no idea what was going on…and still don’t. If someone steals 8 cars from you.. you’re not going to make a report?????????????? It was just weird….
Another day, the car was making a squeeking noise and I told him about it. We went to this same shop to have it looked at and Nacho checked it out while MO stood by him talking and I sat in a chair watching. The other mechanic who worked there came up to me, and told me if I wanted to go sit in the waiting area, I could – and that there was water there…air conditioning and magazines. I told him thanks but that I was okay where I was… when he walked away, Mo called me over to him and angrily asked me what the guy told me. I told him because I didn’t think it was a big deal, and Mo told me, “No, you stay right there”… and pointed to the seat… um okay????????????????? I have no idea why he didn’t want me in the waiting area or it was his way of controlling me because that’s what most Pakistan men do … but, I agreed and sat back down. I realized that the two mechanics were calling Mo “Mario”, and he said something to Nacho, to which Nacho replied, “I wouldn’t mess with you…I know you’re a dangerous man”. When I heard that, I’m like
With all his secretive shit, his 5 phones, his telling me not to ask or answer any questions, not wanting me to talk to certain people, etc. I decided to get brave and ask WTF he’s into… he had told me that the car needed breaks and rotars and that I could come back at 7 AM the next morning with the LEXUS and have them done… he said he’d pay for the parts and I could pick them up in the morning. I said OKAY… but then when we left… I asked him WHO THE HELL MARIO IS, and WHY THE HELL Nacho is saying he knows he’s a dangerous man. The BOSS FROM HELL gets angry , tells me, “No more questions…it’s none of your concern”… and turns up the radio. I’m like…UMMM?????????????? Left with no answers…and… he wouldn’t let me go back to the repair shop to get the breaks done. He said the breaks were fine and so were the rotars… I joked and told him, “Until I’m going down a hill and can’t stop”… he got mad and told me, “ENOUGH ALREADY”…..I was surprised…I don’t know why because I knew this guy was a secretive asshole, but putting my life in danger and not fixing the car he had me driving, and the car I’d be driving with his clients in it… just totally wrong!
I then opened my pictures one day and Mo / Sammy replied with “Ohhhh niiiicceeE”… looking over my shoulder to my cell phone. . I didn’t say anything but on the way to make a run one day to bring some customer to the Casino, he wanted me to go with him to show me where the Casino was and started telling me about his 18 year old Ex girlfriend, and how he “banged her” and how good he is in bed. I did NOT nor did I WANT to know that… and between a BOSS and Employee… that’s a form of Sexual Harassment and he’s lucky I brushed it off. I igored him and didn’t respond to it. I pretended I didn’t even hear him when he said it.
As time went by, he just got creepy, possessive, controlling more than he was at the beginining, and wanted shit his way. He was still yelling and screaming about everything and anything, we were still arguing, and he was still getting on my last nerves. I loved working overnights because he’d be at his house sleeping, and I was able to do whatever I wanted, and run the business however I wanted. What finally blew my mind and made me say ENOUGH IS ENOUGH with this BOSS FROM HELL…. is when he first asked me to write down the miles every time I made a run… he wanted the miles written down to and from wherever I went to pick up or drop off people…I thought that was crazy and I didn’t know if he wanted to know for car reasons, or to know I wasn’t going anywhere else with the car, but I thought it was nuts. I got upset and did NOT do it …. I felt like turning the keys over to him and quitting right then and there but decided to shut up, stick out and try to get more money.
Not to mention if people called us and he didn’t want to pick them up, he’d tell me to tell them we’ll send someone and someone would be there in about 10 or 20 minutes , and he knew damn well nobody was coming, so he was messing with people’s time… or – he’d do one of these numbers where if someone called back looking for their taxi – he’d tell them we sent someone and they should be there shortly, knowing damn well he never sent anyone. I hated it but couldn’t do anything because he was the boss. I had no say in it…I thought it was wrong though. There was one woman who kept calling and calling and calling because she needed to book a Limo for that Friday night for her and a few friends, and everytime she called, Mo told me to tell her he was in a meeting, or ignore her or whatever else he told me to tell this woman.. I started thinking if he really wants this money, and her needing a Limo is good money…. why wouldn’t you want to do it? Maybe he really didn’t have any Limos like he claimed! That’s the only thing I could think of. I never saw ANY of his Limos…
and…he’d send me to the most ghetto neighborhoods if he didn’t want to go… put my life in danger, and he’d take the suburbs and surrounding areas that were beautiful..wtf?! What’s wrong with that picture???!!!
THE FINAL STRAW….was last Monday. I had been so very sick for a few days and lost my voice and everything… I tried Tea, cough drops, etc. and from working 22 hour days… 7 days a week with no breaks or days off… it was killing me. Hot weather, cold weather, A/C in the car, windows open sometimes… jacket, no jacket, sweater, no sweater…. it finally got to me. I was practically LIVING in the Lexus because this BOSS FROM HELL never wanted me to relax and just had me on the go all the time…. well, when I was sick last Monday – I really wasn’t feeling well and found out he was at the building where I lived – hanging out with the owners. Some other woman in our building Threasa, had gotten into an argument with him because he was always down-grading her and making her feel bad …. putting her down, etc. So, she finally snapped at him, and when he said I could come back to the complex and rest… I did. When I got back, he pointed at my place and told me “go rest”… in a demanding voice… I told him I was going to see Threasa for a minute … she told me she’d tell me what happened with her and Mo when I got back. So, I’m standing there talking to Threasa, and Mo comes slowly walking over and motions me by him. I told him to hang on, and he said he needed to talk to me about “business” and proceeds to tell me something about making and handing out business cards, which is bullshit… he didn’t want to talk to me about that because Threasa tells him, “She’s talking to me right now..can we finish?”… he says NO, and she tells me “you know what…go…I don’t know what you to get in trouble”. Mo stood there looking at me listening, and I told Threasa… “I’M NOT GOING TO GET IN TROUBLE…THAT MAN IS NOT MY DAD!”…. I had already gotten to the point of being fed up with MO controlling me, telling me what to do, who to talk to and not talk to, yelling at me, asking me to write the miles down every run I make, enough was enough already….and everyone was either a NIGGER, a BITCH, or a WHORE to him… he didn’t respect anyone.
Not to mention three days before that… I had taken one of his regular clients home from somewhere, and she told me that nobody steals from him, that he’s a liar and a fake, running an illegal business, and that 3 people who she knows that worked for him quit because he’s greedy, doesn’t pay right, and wants all the money for himself… I def. seen that!!! So, I’m not the only one whose quit or knows how this BOSS FROM HELL is…. this woman BEGGED me to get away from MO and quit, and said he’s an evil and dangerous man… I still wonder WTF EVERYONE ELSE KNOWS THAT I DON’T ABOUT HIM and why they keep calling him evil and dangerous…
J – the one guy he told me to stop talking to, even told me once that his girl worked for Mo, and Mo was possessive as well with her and went around telling everyone that was his WIFE!!….and J said he knew more about Mo than I did, but wouldn’t tell me everything he knew… Idk why.
So, that night that was the FINAL STRAW for me… I walk over to Mo and ask what he wants. Threasa was standing by us, and Mo tells me in front of her, “I don’t want you talking to Threasa. She’s a LOSER”… I got PISSED.. Threasa is one of the coolest women I know where I live. She’s been nothing but sweet to me and she may not have her shit together and may be going through her own things, mistakes, etc… but she’s a human and she has feelings too -so when he said that and it looked like Threasa wanted to cry, I snapped… I lost it… I had enough! I told Mo OFF and I told him, “MY OWN PARENTS DON’T TELL ME WHO I CAN AND CAN’T TALK TO!”…after I got done going OFF on him about everything… yelling at me, telling me who I can and can’t talk to, the miles BS with the car, everything – he just looked at me and calmly told me, “I don’t like the way you’re treating me”… I told him, “I DON’T LIKE THE WAY YOU’VE BEEN TREATING ME…AS A MATTER OF FACT… HERE’S YOUR CAR KEYS!”…and I gave them back. He asked if he could have the book back that we write runs in…I told him, “Hell yeah, gladly… by the way … this woman here needs to be picked up at 3 AM… you need to know that since you don’t have me to work overnights anymore and you can’t get any sleep now…”… he asked for his 2 charges back.. one for the car and one for the house, and for his phone back..and I gladly gave those back as well.. .I get to be home now and don’t have to worry about sleeping with my clothes on because of calls??????? HELL YEAH… HERE’S ALL YOUR CRAP BACK DUDE!
I was more than happy to give his stuff back.. I then got all my stuff out of the Lexus, but forgot my Drivers License, the cup my kids gave me for Mother’s day and my favorite jacket..and the asshole is refusing to return them. I’ve called him several times and nothing.. he won’t answer my calls or if I call from another number, he’ll hang up on me. He still owes me $350 from an agreement we had for weekly pay because I demanded that as well… and he told me any overnight cash I make is 100% his if he gives me weekly pay…the dude was just so greedy, and un-professional and I don’t regret quitting for a second. I miss the job. I miss driving and the awesome people I’ve met, I miss working over nights and all… but not him!!! Even the owners of the building that know him and I say they don’t know why I didn’t quit sooner because he runs his business in a stupid way… and he’s best friends with the owner… so for the owner to agree with me quitting… I was happy with that. They say maybe the BOSS FROM HELL started liking me and that’s why he tried to control me and who I talked to and such, but hell…. even that’s no reason and he should have known that I’m an AMERICAN gal – NO MAN Is going to control me as much as he tried to do. He was acting more like a boyfriend, or like my dad that my boss… and as I said..my own parent’s don’t tell me what to do or who to talk to and not talk to.. it was getting out of control and I had to put a stop to it.
He won’t come around now. If he comes to see the owners, it’s for 2 seconds and he’s gone. I’ve been waiting to catch him to talk to him and just get my shit back…I wanted the $350 he owes me at first, but now it’s to the point where I just want my items back… ah well…
I’ve been a lot happier now that I’m not working for him. The guy is a control freak and a nutcase… God bless whoever works for him next….
So – I’m currently looking for something better, and working on my creative side painting vases and Wine glasses, selling those, trying to Paint canvasses and selling those and such. I’m enjoying not working 22 hours straight – 7 days a week and dealing with the BOSS FROM HELL…
On the kid front – I’ve been fighting with the CEO of the Chicago Public school board because my oldest daughter will not be graduating with her class along with a few others…she met ALL the requirements to graduate… she got excellent grades and brought her D in Math up to A “C” as her teacher told her she needed to do to graduate, but because she didn’t pass her required testing needed to graduate, she’ll have to go to summer school. What REALLY pisses me off about this whole thing is that I fought to get her into the schools tutoring program in Math because she struggles with it – and the school did nothing for her but put her on a waiting list. I was told that there was not enough time for teachers to tutor her one on one because of the other students, and that I could have gotten a tutor for her myself… I argued that tutors are NOT cheap and that the school said they would help her but never did. I fought tooth and nail on this and told them how UN-FAIR I felt it was because she never got the help she needeed – and how I sent her to school to learn and get the extra help she was promised. The CEO’s assistant told me it was up to the principal to let her walk in the ceremony tomorrow even though she has to attend summer school, and the CEO didn’t approve of it… she told me today if she allows it, I’m opening a can of worms and causing a lot of trouble because other parent’s will fight and want their kids to walk in it as well. I told her that because she didn’t get the proper tutoring, I felt like there should be an exception, and the CEO totally refused..the Principal was upset as well that they’re not letting the kids walk in the ceremony who need to attend summer school, and as much as I tried and as hard as I fought…I lost! It breaks my heart to see my daughter go through this just for a friggin’ math test score… I think these tests are so ridiculous because as some parent’s are now fighting – some kids make great grades in certain subjects but just test low. I don’t feel these tests should determine if a child passes to the next grade or graduates… and I do plan on going to the Media and fighting these tests for future children… I believe these tests were started in 1996 – the year I graduated 8th grade, and I hated Math as well. I needed to attend summer school because they test in mainly reading and Math… I loved reading and did well on the test… but the Math killed me. However, I was allowed to walk across the stage and participate in the graduation ceremony… they changed the rules and Policies now and I don’t feel it does any good to a kid’s self esteem NOT to let them participate. I think it brings down a childs self esteem and trust me when I saw I’m going to fight this policy and these stupid tests. Tiffie made excellent grades and is on the National 50 percentile of advanced readers…she passed the reading test, and because of this one Math score, they’re holding it against her when the school did nothing for her. Whatever the outcome is…I still want to find a way to make it where a kid can pass with just good grades rather than these tests… she met all the requirements except for this Math test and I tried my best to have her graduate tomorrow with her class, and it fell upon deaf ears who are just against helping a child’s self esteem. Tiffie is upset, hurt, depressed and angry over it and I don’t blame her! I keep telling her how proud I am of all her hard work because she really did try her best this year, and worked her ass off… and even though she won’t graduate with her class tomorrow – she will go to summer school, I will hire a personal tutor to make sure she passes summer school and graduates in July… and we WILL still party and celebrate when she graduates. I plan on taking her to a movie and out to eat tomorrow so she doesn’t have to think about what her “class” is doing ! Screw that… I don’t want her sitting around depressed tomorrow. She doesn’t need that. I told her she can stay home tomorrow, and she told me her teacher said she has something for her …I told Tiff, “Get whatever she has for you, and leave”.
My youngest daughter graduates Kindergarten June 13th and has her celebration party as well….so I think I’m going to have a small BBQ/Party at my parents house for Lani and when Tiff graduates… I’ll have a party for her. I’m proud of my oldest and all her hard work and I begged her not to feel bad. If it wasn’t for these tests, she’d be walking with her class tomorrow… but, I plan on doing something fun with her like I said to keep her mind off of it.
My son is going in to 5th grade as well and my mind is set on hiring a tutor for him also as he’s not the greatest in Math either and I know 6th grade – he has to pass his testing as well to go to 7th… this is driving me nuts but I’ll do whatever I can from this point on – no matter how expensive it may be – to get my kids private tutors (since I can’t count on the school to teach them anything)…and, get them to the levels they need to be at!
I’m also working on two books I hope to have published and out by Fall or Winter… so, that’s taking up a lot of my time as well.
In other news, I’m also looking for a 3 bedroom apartment currently…Not sure exactly where I want to move yet..suburbs or city.. but I do know I want to move… so, while all this is going on, paying tickets, getting a new car, saving money, getting a new apartment, supporting Tiff through her summer school battles, planning a party for youngest if possible, – I ask you to bare with me as I try to write as much as possible… and , enjoy the adventures I share with you, the up’s and down’s and everything in between….
I have so much to get done by this time next year, and eventually – I’ll write more about my goals as I try my best to accomplish each and every one…. I love each and every one of you for all the love and continued support you’ve each given me… and Thank you all for the love you have for my writings. MY LIFE – no matter how crazy it’s about to get or has been in the past… is all going to be written about here. Good, bad, serious, happy, sad…etc…and I’ll always be completely honest about it because I don’t feel the need to sugar coat it or make it look better than it is… Yes, I have a lot of things to deal with, but you know what? I always keep a smile on my face and try to find the best in every situation. I’m a pretty patient person so no matter what I go through, I keep my head up and eyes open to the next chance I get at making it even better…
And – I have so much other stuff going on right now I’ll also eventually talk about but from now – until everything settles down, my life is about to get nuts!!!
Follow my journey through this crazy thing I call “life”…. starting now!!!
Peace and LOVE,