Give me three months ago, I was a retail manager, style consultant and all the rest of the shiz. I worked just off Grafton Street, I was in the midst of a retail revolution, a new concept in the my field. I worked with the best people, the best technology and in the coolest enviroment baby.
That was three months ago. Three months ago I was stressed to bits, my blood pressure was 167/97, I weighed 17st 3lbs. I drank too much, smoked too much. Spent too much. I was a retail manager, I could sell communism to the communist and a hidey hole to gaddafi. But that wasnt enough.
A new business is the hardest f***ing thing I've ever been apart of. The peeps I joined had a bad rep with staff but having been treating like a bad smell at a febreeze factory in my previous job I jumped on that train like mozerella on a pizza. I joined at the right time, it was the summer, Ryan Tubridy was a client, Pat Kenny was our bitch and Maura Tierney (Yep Abby from ER) was a regular. I joined in the Nasa landing on the moon times. People dropping money, recession was spelt RE€€€€€€€. We brought in the reps and we spent a shite load on stock.
Then September hit, too many staff. New shop opening and too many staff. New shop opening, too many staff and not enough money. October hit, SHITE! Then November, sweet Novewmber.
No pay on due day, no pay week later..... it went on.
In previous job I was paid on the 15th, no hassle. All my bills came out of my account after that date.
New job:
Me: "I need money ASAP to pay credit union tomorrow"
She Bitch: "There is no Money"
Me: " I've done the work, I need to be paid, I'm going to have to look for a new job"
She Bitch....who worked for the UN and now has the role (unfortunate for the staff) of dealing with all negative issues.:
"I totally reccommend you look for a new job, do you want to leave now?"
Me,,,, gayism interjects and I break down.... "Wha do you mean? Ive given my all to this job, this company and you want me to walk out... now?"
She Bitch " I totally think you should go now, leave. we'll pay you for your work... eventually, but go"
I didnt quit but I went home early cause I was too upset too work. What can I say....
Next day I had it out with She Bitch's husband the supposed owner of the business. I gave it my all. Told him all th shiz, not prepared to work for nothing. I'm a good worker all the rest.
The next 4 days they were constantly on my back observing me, blocking me from my work, intimadating me and generally treating me like fuax shiz.
Friday that week
Felt like a hot bollox on a washing line. Went to Gp in Grafton Medical during lunch and learned I had hyper tension.
Best thing ever happened to me. Was out sick for a few weeks, was given great meds. Was all prepared to go back to work 3 weeks later and went in for a meeting.... Made redundo.
Three weeks on, never felt better. Away from those peeps. On great med to decrease BP. Have been hiking/walking alot and on D.A.S.H (dietary approaches to stop hypertension) diet and never felt better. Now all I need is another calamity to stop smoking!
Sometimes you meet the most horrible of people, they promise you the heaven and the stars but what you got to learn is that its the earth, the ground you stand on that means the most. The sky moves around you but the earth and the people you love stay around you for the times you need.
