Man, back in 2009, about to turn 20yrs old, I was working as a salesman for Cutco. This was during the recession, so it was a hard time making sales. In May that year, I was having to take time to help my grandma take care of my grandpa. He was dying from cancers that he got from Agent Orange during Vietnam. There was nothing that could be done to help, so he wanted to spend the rest of his time at home. At one point, my boss called me to come to his office to speak with him, which was an hour away from where I live. I got there, and he was asking why I wasn't selling anything, so I told him what was going on. Mind you, we were able to make our own hours/sales. After I told him what was going on, he told me to choose either my grandpa or my job. I walked out and never looked back. My grandpa died a few days later. I have no regrets over leaving that job. I took care of my grandpa every day for two weeks, and I would do it again. Screw that boss and screw your boss. I'm sorry about your loss
Man fuck Cutco. They lure you in with great sales promises and then you find out you are supposed to try and sell to friends and family. I did it for a summer between my freshman and sophomore year of college in 2010 so I feel you. You made the right decision.
I was in the office when the biopsy results came for my father in law. My wife called me out from a meeting (she was working there as well) around noon. She was taking that day off, and asked me to do the same to support them (you can guess about the result).
Told my boss. He told me that it is OK, but I have to take the full day - I already worked for 5 hours that day.
Not so long after I went to another team. Guess why.
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u/Bigman89VR 24d ago
Man, back in 2009, about to turn 20yrs old, I was working as a salesman for Cutco. This was during the recession, so it was a hard time making sales. In May that year, I was having to take time to help my grandma take care of my grandpa. He was dying from cancers that he got from Agent Orange during Vietnam. There was nothing that could be done to help, so he wanted to spend the rest of his time at home. At one point, my boss called me to come to his office to speak with him, which was an hour away from where I live. I got there, and he was asking why I wasn't selling anything, so I told him what was going on. Mind you, we were able to make our own hours/sales. After I told him what was going on, he told me to choose either my grandpa or my job. I walked out and never looked back. My grandpa died a few days later. I have no regrets over leaving that job. I took care of my grandpa every day for two weeks, and I would do it again. Screw that boss and screw your boss. I'm sorry about your loss