When I was about 19, I had worked the cash register in a pharmacy for 2 years. I liked the people I worked with, and got a lot of freebies from the place. But I hated the boss so much – he was a cheap and nasty person who refused to give me anything more than a $.50 cent raise. I was so sick of it that when I went on vacation, I just decided not to come back to work. They called me for a week after, begging me to come back and asking me what happened. Finally, my boss called me and told me not to bother coming and that I was fired. Who was he kidding at that point? The funny part, I wound up needing some medicine a few months after and stopped by to pick it up. I got smiles and hugs from my ex-coworkers, but the owner of the place treated me as if I didn’t exist. Jeez, man, upset much?

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