He didn’t have a drivers license yet, I didn’t have one yet either and I was 21. To busy getting high every night to need a license or a car. I was more fucked up than Tonto, but I did engage in conversation , mostly with the other workers and mostly about the ROLLING STONES I was a huge fan, and a wiseass. One day they needed a truck moved on the grass. Tonto knew how to drive, but wasn’t allowed to, “being unlicensed and all. He jumped in the truck anyway, threw it into reverse and ran over a stone waist high pedestal water fountain. It lay on it’s side as water gushed like an oil well into the sky. He got out of the truck, looked at me and smiled.
She was the day-time receptionist and I worked evenings, so we only spoke for barely 10 minutes before she’d leave for the day and I’d start my shift. She had it out for me since day one because I worked her position while she was away for a few months. She didn’t like that our boss liked my work and that I’d gotten more done in the day than she usually would. She’s the type that she could make anything into an issue, even if you did her a favour by getting one of her tasks done after she’d begged you to do so. Somehow she’d turn anything into a “teachable” moment for me, especially because I was still in my early twenties.
Additionally, she’d constantly give me backhanded comments and talk to me in a condescending tone (including the time where she described step-by-step on how I should go up to the new manager in our office, introduce myself and shake his hand). She also got upset that our boss extended my temp contract so she decided to harass me into quitting. For whatever reason – possibly because they were friends outside the office – our boss decided to side with her before ever hearing my side of the story.
She and our boss didn’t expect for me to print out the emails that corresponded with her baseless complaints and that showed her true behaviour towards me and hand them into our boss. Biggest piece of damning evidence was a scanned copy of a document that she made a mistake on, initialed it, and tried to blame it on me. My booklet must’ve weighed at least a pound with what I had on her. They were both so concerned that I’d go to HR or to our union with complaints – which I could have done, but I was only there temporarily and decided against it. I’d scared them enough.
Both of them remained short and snide with me (our boss going as far as giving me dirty looks every time he passed my desk – stopped briefly when I called him out on it) until I quit unexpectedly and on my own terms during one of their busiest times of the year – fall semester admissions. She could do her own work for once and he could scramble to replace me for all I care.
Every supervisor in the park came running across the field, not to stop the geyser, no they finally were gonna get blood from the stone that was Tonto. Lead guy was an army vet who let you know about it every 5 minutes. He was the Colonel to Tontos pfc. He screamed nonstop two inches from Tonto’s face ten minutes easily. He was in his glory. Told him of all the trouble he was in, maybe even legal trouble, and he could forget about ever getting another job because ““you did it this time, you really fucked up. You are finished in this park.” Then he stopped screaming and waited for Tonto’s response, every one waited to hear him finally speak. They had him right where they wanted him.