BYE BYE, JAY

Late yesterday afternoon, I got a phone call from Jay. He said that he'd just found out he was going to have to go out of town to a competition with the school choir, and would be gone all day Friday and Saturday. (A brief aside: There is NO way he "just" found out, as competition field trips - particularly out of town ones - require parent permission, practice, and other things that start with P, I'm sure.)

Coincidentally, Jay's only days on the work schedule this week were - you guessed it - Friday and Saturday.

Because I'd spent part of the morning making an updated list (at Gary's request) of Jay's problems on the job, I was not shocked when he called in saying he wouldn't be able to work. Honestly, we'd already figured that Jay's priorities lie elsewhere. Getting the call was just the impetus I needed to cut him off.

I called him back about 10 minutes after his phone call to me.

I was nice, and told him that it seemed he was really too busy with school activities to hold down a job. And that since we heavily depend on every one of our employees to be at work when they're scheduled to be, I didn't feel that this was a good fit for him right now. I said we would not be renewing his contract, and that he could come in to pick up his final paycheck a week from Monday.

Oh, did I mention that he didn't answer his phone? Yes indeedy, I left the whole "you're fired" thing on his voicemail.

I think they're making room in etiquette hell for me at this very moment...