I lost two jobs. And I quit another. Please do not feel bad about cutting me loose before my three month trial. I definitely wasn't ready for luminous green uniform.
And the cafe I wasn't either. I was a bit arrogant thinking that it would be a piece of cake.The older lady who was at college wasn't scrutinised like me. She did her own thing and sung away to herself all day. She had family and college homework to do. She was quite aloof but had a lovely manner and positive way. I got miffed when I was on portering duty every time. This wasn't the job I applied for to start.
And to be honest I absolutely dreaded learning the tills. I was ok with making the variety of coffees. But engaging my brain to operating the till and orders and change while being happy go lucky to the customers made me nervous.
So when I was given the option of a disciplinary or cutting my losses and taking that months pay and an extra month on top, the latter seemed my best bet. And when I went back an hour later with my decision, they were honest with me and as an after thought they said that I didn't fit in with the girls in the team. I appreciate that they told me the hard truth and I sensed an edge of sympathy and that I was owed the truth. I knew I didn't fit in with the team but reinforcing this was the case did help me.
I actually applied for a different job and I was offered the cafe because an opening came up so I agreed. Half hoping it may lead to better prospects. I still wasn't ready for returning to the work place with this job either.
I lied to my parents and I said that I was laid off because the cafe was changing from waitress service to self service. There was word of this so I used it on all my future job applications. A gap in employment was worse right??