T H E W I L L C A L L F O X was conceived after an email, in which I described to a former employee (the guy whose desk was behind me who used to turn the volume of the fax machine up to piss off the Old Guard) the events that transpired which led to my ultimate decision to leave the Fox Show. Now, I realize almost none of this will make sense (i.e., who the hell is Old Man Stuckey, etc.), but I think it’s important to commemorate history. Anyway, it went a little something like this.
Note: Names have been changed to protect the guilty.
Re: Just Heard The News…
April 15, 2008 3:01:22 PM EDT
So I yelled at Larry, Larry yelled at me, Mike Bernstein yelled at me, and yada yada yada, I’m leaving the Foxes on June 6th.
I don’t have any real plans right now. First, I’m going to enjoy the “Summer of Jim,” then I think I’ll try to be a teacher or an A.D. somewhere. I’m going to try to get a G.A. somewhere, because I want to be like you, and because I don’t want to pay for college…again.
So…if you’re hiring, where can I send my resume?
If you’re not hiring, then screw you. Oh, and you probably want some of the juicy details, so I guess I could throw you a bone….even though you probably heard from your “source” already. So anyways, Stuckey was talking shit behind my back to Clarence about me not working that hard and goofing off too much. Leo overheard it after work one night, so he tells me about it first thing the next morning, and I blew a gasket because, as we all know, I think Larry Stuckey is legally retarded. So I walk over to Stuckey and Clarence’s desks and confront them about what they said. I asked them to come to me if they have a problem with my work ethic.
Clarence backs down immediately and says that he never said that about me and he thinks I’m one of the hardest workers here and blah, blah, blah, but OMS (Old Man Stuckey) decides that he would like to get all bat-shit crazy and call me out right there in front of everyone. He tells me that I’m not a hard worker….Everyone congregates around my desk for too much goofing off….Nobody here works as hard as him and Mike Berstein b/c there the last ones to leave every night….etc. I’m blacking out with rage just thinking of all the stuff he said. So anyways, I just kinda laugh at him, call him a liar, tell him that nobody is buying his “martyr shit” and that I think the quality of his work is some of the worst in the office.
Clarence tells us we need to take it outside, so I just go back to my desk, grab my car keys and coat and leave the office. I started driving around, then I figured I shouldn’t waste gas, so I came back to the stadium, went down to the clubhouse and hung out there for the next 2-3 hours. I figured out that I was ready to leave the Foxes, but I was going to stick it out through the new stadium. I came back to the office, apologized to Clarence and everyone else (except Stuckey…he was giving a speech somewhere or something), then I just continued my work. I dusted off the resume and started applying to a couple jobs, but I was still planning on staying with the Fox Show in the meantime…
THEN…about a week after this little incident, Mike Bernstein forgot to take his crazy pills, and he erupted on Kevin and I. First he started screaming in front of the entire office at Johnson for not sending him a logo or something???? Everyone just kind of froze. Then after about a 20 second rant about Johnson, he turns on me for no apparent reason at all and tells me that I had better start answering phones for season tickets. He called me a “worthless piece of shit,” a “goddamn son of a bitch,” and a “goddamn motherfucker.”
I stood up and started yelling back at him. I didn’t cuss or anything. I was yelling that he was being very professional in front of the whole office. I just kept yelling, “Good job Mike. This is really professional. In front of all these people. Way to handle this in a professional manner, Mike!” Then I said something about Mike having no idea how hard I work, or how involved I am in the season tickets, and once again, Clarence stepped in and told Mike to get a grip and take a breather. Mike stormed off upstairs, and I immediately announced to everyone that I wasn’t going to put up with this anymore. I said I would talk to Randy in the morning (He was down at Spring Training at the time), and I would be leaving in June.
I talked to Randy. He didn’t want me to leave, but it’s not like he did or said anything to stop me, so now I’m outta here. I would already be gone, but I actually felt bad for the Fox Show and some of the people that I like here. I didn’t want to leave them hanging on some of my projects and I didn’t want to leave on bad terms with Randy and everyone else, so I’m waiting until June so Scotty can take over for me when he’s done with school. I have to start training him in a couple weeks.
Oh, and I promoted myself to Assistant Director of Ticket Operations (as you can see below and on the website), and I no longer speak to Larry, and I speak very little to Mike Bernstein. In all seriousness, I think he should’ve been fired or severely reprimanded for the way he acted that day. (I know for a fact that I would’ve been fired if I had been the one to lose control like he did.) You know as well as anyone that we all work too hard for too many hours and we all make too little money to put up with people treating us like that. I know I’m going to come across people in the future that I don’t like, but I don’t expect any of them to threaten me like MB did, and the Fox Show is such a poorly run organization, that I won’t miss it too much. (This is all probably stuff you realized before you high-tailed it outta here, but some of us aren’t as smart as you, so get off my back about it!)
Well, I should probably get back to work…I don’t want to get fired for sending personal emails thru the Foxes account!
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I don’t want to fall off the face of the earth after June 6th.
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