I Drove 1200 Miles to a New Job and lost it in Two Weeks

Hello my name is Alex. I am a professional steemit user an aircraft Mechanic. I guess you could call this my introduction. I’m afraid this story has no real catharsis. There is no happy ending, because the ending isn’t written yet. You probably will not walk away from this feeling like you learned some valuable lesson. Because that is exactly how I feel about this whole experience.

Three weeks ago I drove from Michigan to Maine for a new job as a contractor. I drove for 18 hours straight. My first two days in Maine were spent in a hotel. I found a room for rent that allowed pets on craigslist, I have a cat. Things were going well. I had found a cheap place to stay not too far from work. It was the best paying job I’ve had. Everyone at work was very kind and professional.

When my car broke down my awesome land lord drove out and picked me up. The next day when I mentioned my situation to a co-worker they drove me to a junkyard, we picked the correct alternator and he helped me replace it in the pouring rain after work. Despite the car trouble, everything was going great. I was making friends. I was surrounded by helpful people.

Then, on my third workday of my third week I was asked to wheel my tool box over, it was checked for company property and I was escorted out the door.

I was told I was being let go because I had refused to do a job last Saturday; that I had not done any work for the first hour because I had an attitude about the situation.

I had received no warnings at all about anything since I had been there. Last Saturday I had made a comment in jest to a lead about not getting the tail close. Something along the lines of, “please not the tail again”. I would call that a request definitely not a refusal to do a job. This individual had not even asked me to do the tail, he had grabbed the clipboard for the tail close. He didn’t seem upset or bothered by my request. Regardless, I believe this is why I was fired. The part about me not working the first hour was entirely fabricated.

Is there a lesson to be learned here?

Perhaps at work from now on I should be a robot, because god forbid someone might take something I said in jest seriously. Can I just chalk this experience up as some weird fluke? I don’t think I would make a good robot. In my two and a half weeks there I knew 20 co-workers by name and I don’t think I had made any enemies. I had exchanged maybe six sentences with the person who I believe fired me.

My Relocation for work is now a Vacation

So I’m here in Maine with too much free time now. I guess I’ll try to enjoy the state as best I can in the meantime. Shout out to @piedpiper for telling me about Steemit.

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