~*~Too Good To Be True~*~

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Well, turns out that David is a pretty good bull-shitter and played me for an idiot.
I feel like such a jerk....A fool might be a better word.
I worked for him for a week only. Half of this week was with broken machines and the other half was actual sewing, dissecting, trying to figure out patterns and then helping the new girl as much as possible with more machine problems. Needless to say I didn't get a damn thing done and what I did get done looked like shit. I was not happy with my work and neither was David. I was honest with him about the upset over the machines and what problems they where causing but I may as well been talking to a damn wall.

A day after the machines were fixed, a Rumanian woman came in to work.
David can get away with paying immigrants much less than us Americans and so he picked to hire her for factor work over me.

I talked to him about this and he decided to let me home sew for piece work. Better for me , I thought, I could rest when I needed and have more smoke breaks.

That was over two weeks ago. I haven't heard from David for almost a week. I call everyday leaving messages and I get no return calls. Mom says he must have enough help. That is fine with me if he does, I can get work elsewhere, I mean it took all of a couple hours to find his ass. My peeve is that I think he should at least be MAN enough to tell me to my face that he no longer needs my assistance. I will not give up until he meets me face to face here. I deserve that much respect.