Fuck you, coffee-and-donut-shop-which-will-not-be-named:

After weeks of desperate job searching, I had the misfortune of getting hired at your criminal corporation. After ten and a half hours of watching training videos that made me want to blow my brains out - listening to some bitch drone on about corporate rules for six hours, two six hour orientations where you told me 14 times how to pour a cup of coffee and put a lid on and generally treated me like a moron - you fired me for wearing a little hemp bracelet to work.

I explained to you that I had been wearing it for six years and it meant a lot to me. But, desperate as I was for work, I took it off...

Thanks a lot for bringing me in for yet ANOTHER training shift, to which I did not wear the bracelet, and letting me see for myself after that that I had been taken off the schedule. I told you that I could not pay rent without this job, yet you refused to pay me for the 30+ hours I had spent in training.

I hope you`re happy with yourselves, now I'm totally screwed. I can`t pay my bills, and have to somehow move all the way back to where my family lives in BC.

But you know what, I`m glad you fired me. That bracelet is worth more to me than a job where I get treated like shit, have to wear a hairnet, and get paid 50 cents under minimum wage. At least I have the satisfaction of knowing you spend 40 hours a week in hell. —free at last