Fired while on Medical Bedrest…No Baby, No Job.
Okay so I havent been having the best of luck. I have 2 stories for you, both of which happened in less than a 6 months period.
In Feb 2008 I was working as a Training Supervisor for a popular chain when I was offered my dream job as a Assistant Front Office Manager for another hotel chain. I was ectatic! I was given a big raise and for the first time I had my own office. Well, I shared it with my boss but you get the picture.
Anyways I loved my job and I was great at it. Unfortunatly, due to the economy, some hotels are not doing the business they once were so around October there started to be a buzz about people getting fired.
First it was a salesperson and then the Banquet Manager. I had even heard that they were thinking about letting my boss go, which I have to say would not be a surprise since I dont know if I seen him do even one days hard work the entire time I was there. He passed all the projects to me, hardly ever smiled, kept a porno mag in the countdown room and was horrible at customer service. Of course when the GM was around though he was Mr. Sunshine.
Imagine my surprize when on Nov 11th I was called for a meeting, in the middle of my shift, with the GM. When I walked in it was an ambush. The GM, my boss and the Director of HR were all sitting at a table waiting for me. I barely sat down when the GM blurted out “Just so you know, Today is going to be your Last Day!”. “What?” I was in shock.
The only real reason I was given was that the performance of the whole hotel was not what it should be. They felt it was my fault. “My fault”? I thought, I’m just the Assistant Front Office Manager and the whole hotel’s performance is completly dependent on me? Are you joking? But they werent joking. They fired me. Oh did I mention that just the month before the front office had received a perfect score when we were inspected and I was the one reviewed for that inspection. Oh and I also had risen the enrollment for the hotel’s Reward program up 263% from the previous year.
Just like that I was escorted, like a criminal, to my office and given a box to pack up all of my things. I wasnt able to say goodbye to anyone, they even walked me to my car to make sure that I left the property. It was the most humiliating day of my life.
After being fired for the first time in my life I was depressed, I stayed on my couch for about 2 months, no motivation at all. I mean I gave 120%, was well liked and did a great job, If I could be fired when I was working so hard why would I try for anything again.
But I finally got out and started looking only to find that there were no jobs in Management open so I started applying for entry level. I was told severeal times that I was overqualified. I never understood that, Doesnt overqualified mean that you are just exceeding their expectations of what they need? Isnt that a good thing? Apparently it isnt.
Well a few months later I finally found a job at a smaller independent hotel. Well it was not my dream job, its connected to a hospital so 90% of the guests are either sick or visiting someone in the hospital. Seeing sick kids and elderly was hard. I have to be honest, I hated it there. They had no training program or anyone in charges of that so basically, I stood at the computer and figured most of it out on my own. Another thing was that it was NEVER busy! I am used to a fast paced environment and there was literally nothing to do.
Within the first week I was already trying to cross train for other departments so I could have something to do. I even was called into the office and told to stop asking for additional work. Well I was only there for about a month or found out I was I was pregnant. Unfortunatly 3 days after I found out I started to have complications. I went to the ER and was put on medical bed rest. I was told that I wasnt allowed to work for over a week and had to go to the doctor every 2 days to be monitored. Of course, informed my work and turned in the doctors notes. After a week I was still having problems so I was put on bedrest for another 2 weeks. I called my work and faxed in the notes explaining what happened. They never once asked how I was doing or showed any sympathy. T
hen I miscarried. I still had 2 days before I was scheduled to return to work when I got a letter in the mail, I had been fired. They didnt even have the decency to call. No baby, no job, this sucks. I wish you all better luck that Im having.
This post was submitted by Mariana.