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Today is February 20th. As far as my company is concerned, the fiscal month ends on February 25th. My district manager finally decided to email me the January monthly reviews. He did this today (the fiscal month for January ended on 1/28, just to give you perspective). On top of having to fire one of my employees (most of which are incompetent anyway), I am apparently on my final written warning for my personal standards of performance. It’s interesting how I never received the first two written warnings. I’m sure I don’t have to explain what a final written warning means. I have five days to turn my numbers around. This is on top of the fact that the dm in question will be visiting my store on Thursday and I have a laundry list of shit to get done before then.
I’m sure some of this is my own fault. The lack of support I receive from someone who’s job it is to pretty much do exactly that doesn’t help. I’m realizing that I was not built for this. Can someone put me behind a desk please?
EDIT: And now my best friend, who’s pretty much been my brother since the 4th grade, is texting me that the doctor he saw today thinks he had a heart attack. I have other personal shit going on as well. I can’t deal…
