Fucked up coworker

I just can't get over people sometimes. Some people are just fucked up. What goes through their heads?

Okay, so this guy told my boss Thurs. that he got hired and they were making him start Sat. He could work that night and the next, and come in when he got off Sat. and close. Boss says okay, and he'd EVEN still give him a good reference. Today, Fri., last day, he doesn't show up. Doesn't answer his phone. Willie drives over to his house, knocks on the door, doesn't answer, call him and hears his phone ringing inside, figures he's ignoring him, he goes back to the store.

He sees the guy ride by on his bike, my boss immediately gets in his car and follows him and confronts him at the gas station. He asks him what the hell's going on, and the guy says he cut his hand. Boss said there was ONE BANDAID ON HIS HAND. Omigod. And he says, what about calling me and telling me? And he says he forgot his phone at home.

So boss man gives it to him, says he just rode to the gas station, why not ride by and tell us? Just left us cold on a Friday night. After he said he'd give him a reference when he was already screwing us over, and this guy had taken his SON to the skate park that morning. Told him fuck you and left.

Well, at least it's good to know he got told what for [I'm becoming SO fond of that phrase!] and he said after his excuses the guy just nodded his head, didn't argue. His girlfriend was in there all the time and was with him and she couldn't even look at him, he said the clerk was kinda like holy shit.

But what the fuck. I mean, this guy seemed like his life wasn't going fucking anywhere, but he didn't have it held against him, and all that and he just FUCKS. HIM. OVER.

It makes me sick. I guess I don't want to believe there are people that can just DO that. Augh.