A few years ago we talked on the phone for less than 5 minutes then met in person. You clearly had a good feeling about me because you hired me on the spot and I had a good feeling about you because you actually hired me - somebody with no education. I was happy.
1 week went by and I slowly started to see how I was being treated a little different than the others. Why? I started to feel so down and blamed myself because I thought maybe they were doing better than me and I was just stupid. I tried to convince myself that it was a ethnic race thing just to feel a little better about myself.
3 months went by and that rash I had was getting worse so worse that the doctor wanted me to take a week off work because I was incredibly allergic to a product that was used at work. Do you remember that? Do you remember when you said to me almost exactly word for word "I can't have somebody work here who can't use something we have to use on a regular basis"? You almost fired me over something I couldn't control. I was doing my best I enjoyed making decent money for the first time in a long time and I seemed to be making you lots of money with my amazing people skills or "customer service" skills as employers would say.
1 year went by and that anger inside me was getting worse. You nagged me for everything even if I proved you wrong. I'm not perfect but I know how to do my job for sure by now. You started giving me more than 5 hours a week (thank God) I couldn't take it anymore I lost it I threatened to leave - I even went out and got another job but I still stayed to the people who I was loyal to like a dog because they gave me a chance when nobody else would. I worked 2 jobs some days 14 hours a day. That's a lot for somebody who was never somebody who worked much a day in their life. The point I was trying to make still wasn't enough. Back to 1 job for me it was...
2 years have gone by and you promoted me! I would love to say that this is the end of my letter and it's a happy end. No end is ever truly happy if you really think about it so don't feel so bad if you're feeling bad right now... You promised me a raise and delivered. Thank you for that you have no idea. Somehow though, I'm still not happy. I've been smiling more to you and talking to you a little more but it's still not good enough. You did also tell me that my pay would go up once in awhile. It hasn't gone up at all in what 2 - 3 months maybe more? I'm making less than a dollar an hour more than people who have worked for a day. I find it's ridiculous especially because people in this industry typically don't stick around more than 6 months to a year and I have a ton of responsibly on my back. Last night and tonight I've been looking for a new job. Not a second one, a job to completely replace this one. I can't get the word "dumb" you used to me and somebody I work with out of my head. We chose to work for you and make you money while we make a very small percentage of what you earn every time somebody orders. It's inappropriate language to use to your employees. That little freak out you had on me the other day when I was nicely asking you why you scheduled me for an hour past my availability - that is not forgiven. By the way, I was not coming to your office "complaining" for your information my life doesn't involve around this job of mine and it sure doesn't revolve around my mom's life too - the person who drives me to and from work every day. Anyway, I just wanted to write this note to you and hope you see it one day so maybe you will treat the people who will be replacing me a little better once I hear a "you're hired", "we would like to offer you a job", or something along those lines.
People say "everything is replaceable" and bosses say "everybody is replaceable" that sir is not true in my case. I, I am irreplaceable but good luck on your search for somebody to replace me after I put my 2 weeks notice in.