When she wasn't here yesterday, it was a big pisser. Her lesbian sister, who was in jail for pre-meditated murder, just died from Hepatitas C, and the funeral was on Tuesday. She said that she was going to come back in to work on Thursday to "keep busy so she wouldn't think about it". There was no reason for her not to show up - it's only part-time anyway.
So when she came in this morning, after having no contact with anyone on yesterday, it was time for a chat.
She was asked "Are you sure you really want to work?". Simple as that. That started the tears and the recriminations of "I can't believe you just said that to me, my sister just died. How could you." Then the pseudo-excuses of "I didn't get home until 10:pm Wednesday night and was cramping." She was told "You made the choice not to come in on Thursday, leading us to believe that you didn't want to work, maybe stay home, take care of yourself and your baby (she's 5mos pregnant) and we are just trying to clarify things."
"Well, maybe you're right, maybe I don't want to work here if you guys have this attitude."
To which I responded with as much sarcasm as I could muster, "Of course you are right, because, you know, we have always gone out of our way to make you feel bad and never show you any compassion". (For reference, we have been overly lenient when it came to her attendance, and have always given her the time and space to take care of things in her personal life, and welcomed her back after she quit unexpectedly last year and needed a job this year after becoming pregnant.) I was lucky to get that much out since by this point she had already gathered her things and was heading out the door.
So she's gone.
I guess she didn't really want to work after all.