Stupid Fucking Employers

Cunts
Well it is a sad day indeed. I have recently learned that SFC (Stupid Fucking Customers) is dead, gone, deceased.

In all seriousness it looks like the SFC guys were busted [via truth of the peasant], a blogger's worst nightmare. However, it just goes to show the short sightedness of the slave driving employers we've all had.

They could've seen it for the tongue in cheek reflections of the dull dreary and endless jobs that we've all had and given the guys the go ahead to mention the name of the store as a kind of underground marketing exercise. But no, they decided that someone who had worked there for five years, pulling all kinds of overtime and extra shifts was worth firing because of a blog they had that gets people who work in the games industry chuckling. Seriously, did anyone not go to the store because they read SFC? I think if everyone knew where the store was we all go there to buy games and have our fingers crossed that we would be worthy in the eyes of Mario Mark and Phorenzik. Maybe we would have met sandals man? Who knows?

What a brilliant decision. Perhaps they'll employ some gangsta talking nobhead who can't string two words together in the future?

It is a sad day indeed but the show must go on. And if it's any consolation TGAM is happy to host any of the ranting and raving and humour from Phorenzik or MarioMark. It's not much but it is all we can offer :(

Comments

phorenzik said…
Thanks for the support. I didn't get sacked though, I had to resign. I really had no choice given the things that had been said. I would've been sacked had I not resigned though.

I don't think my employer realised why I wrote the things that I did. It wasn't because I hated the job, it was because I loved it. I became angry, because for 3 and a half years it was the best job I'd ever had. It went to shit over the last 2 years or so. Working alone all of the time doesn't do much for morale. It gives you a kind of cabin fever, and makes you angry towards things. It feels like you've been dumped, and left to deal with everything yourself.

Writing about the things that pissed me off helped to calm me down. It was like therapy. It felt like I wasn't alone, and that I could share things with people.

We all say things we don't mean in anger, they get forgotten though. Writing is permanent, this is where the damage seems to be done.

I've apologised for the things I said. I just feel like that means I'm entirely to blame for everything, and have taken full responsibility.

I didn't moan for nothing though. I had a reason to vent my anger. My boss needs to realise that the things I moaned about were HIS doing. Whether I went overboard or not.

It's not like I gave the shop's name, my bosses name or the location away.

Everything was anonymous.

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