No Diggity

Well, I thought my husband was going to get that big promotion, but he didn't. As a matter of fact, he sort of got a demotion. Actually, he got so pissed off he quit. Here's the whole sad, sad story.

First, my husband's supervisor fired the general manager of the restaurant that he worked at. He told my husband he didn't want to make him general manager right away. My husband had three weeks to bring down food cost and labor cost and get everything in line, and then he would get the promotion. I wasn't there, so I don't know if he actually said my husband would get the promotion, or if he just implied it. So my husband worked like a dog for three weeks, bringing the store up to snuff (whatever that means), and then after three weeks his supervisor told him he decided to transfer a general manager from another store into his restaurant instead of promoting my husband. He said it was only going to be temporary. Just three or four months.

My husband was disappointed, but luckily one of the owners had warned him about the transfer so he wasn't taken completely by surprise. He tried to look on the bright side of things. He had been working like a slave for the past three weeks, and putting off the promotion for a while would give him a chance to relax and catch his breath. He could wait a little longer for the big promotion. Then things took a sudden turn for the worse.

Out the blue last Saturday his supervisor came in and told him he was transferred to a different restaurant 70 miles from our house. He wouldn't get a raise or any money for mileage. Plus, if he took the transfer he would never go back to the store he had been working at. If he didn't want to accept the transfer he would be fired.

Well, that was a bunch of shit. I can't believe his supervisor actually thought he would go along with such a brain dead idea. I think part of it was the new general manager's fault. The supervisor didn't want to keep four managers, so one was going to have to go. Everybody knew my husband wanted to be general manager, and the new general manager said he thought my husband wouldn't be able to just be part of the team instead of the main man. So he would rather get stuck working with two other managers that don't know their ass from a whole in the ground than work with somebody who actually knows what they're doing. His loss.

What's funny is now that he's gone the owners have been calling singing the blues. One of them wants to have a meeting with him sometime next week, but I don't know what he wants to talk about. My husband is already setting up meetings with other restaurants. I don't think he'll have any problem getting a new job. The only way that he would consider going back to where he was working is if they gave him a nice raise and made him general manager in the store he used to work at.