i'm too pissed to dedicate proper grammar and capital letters to this post. my boss fired me. fucking fired me. why, you ask? to make a long, drawn out, and exhausting story short, my wonderful husband wound up working for him as well, creating an incredible project that was worth at least 4 times what he charged. 4 times. this is not an exaggeration; anyone in his industry would agree. the two (boss and husband) are in a somewhat of an e-mail battle over terms. my ex-boss, who i thought was professional enough to keep my job separate from my husband's, was not. his email fired me (what a jerk. grow some balls and do it over the phone) saying 'we've decided to go another route'. he fired me because of tension with my husband. if i had millions of dollars to throw at a lawsuit you bet your ass i'd sue this fucker for wrongful termination, even though i was only contracted out.
it really is a blessing in disguise because there were lots of reasons to no longer work for him, with the #1 reason being he may as well have been paying me in peanuts. i'm glad i didn't write him an email out of anger once i was given the pink slip, because it would've been ugly. now i will wait a week and then tell him he has to take a video off his site that has my picture in it. karma's a bitch and it will rear its ugly head on this man soon enough.
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