You are, The Weakest Link

I did something today I haven't had to do in a long time. I fired a worker. Normally, I can hate and seethe quietly until they quit on their own. But, after the second "no show, no call" . . . action had to be taken.

It was quick and painless on my end. A short, terse, letter. No fluff. No real accusations, simply a pointing out of the unacceptable work habits and good bye.

And, of course, unfriending the worker on facebook.

This afternoon, we received the angry "eff-you" email back. It was full of excuses and accusations that we were the ones at fault, yada, yada, yada.

I'm not really bothered by the email. I'm okay with humans not liking me. I have well documented the work performance. There is the momentary thought about another person in our community being unemployed. However, since it was an hourly wage sort of job, not showing up means no paycheck anyway.

I am resisting the urge to prove I'm right. I know I'm right, and that should be enough. Given the big girlfriend break up of 2009, you'd think I'd learned that lesson and learned it well by now.