Last night I went to bed pissed off and dreamed of dancing...

I've been trying to make peace with an event that recently occurred in my life: I was informed by one of my part time employers that I would be let go due to my intolerably bad attitude towards my job and my coworkers.

Huh?

I don't know about you, but I have this tendency to share myself with the people around me. Sometimes that means I say things that qualify as an opinion or a feeling or an observation. I take this aspect of human life for granted. I expect it. I assume it to be an inarguable truth of living within a social structure.

I also take certain things for granted at work, such as my right to reform myself if for example during a review I am told by an employer that they would like to see A, B, and C from me.

I'm not an idiot, I don't walk around the workplace calling people names or making personal judgments about Fred and his choices. I don't run with knives. I don't hit people or call them stupid. I don't roll my eyes when my boss says she'd like me to get the cookies out of the oven before 8am. I actually consider my ability to play nice with others as an asset, I even put it on my resume. Barring violent or illegal activities at work I also assume that any other issue can be resolved through clear communication and dialogue.

I thought I was working for someone who believed this too. What gets me the most is not said employers obvious disregard for due process, which royally pisses me off, but her hypocrisy fucking kills me.

If you do not tell me what you need, what you think or how you feel about something that I do or say, how am I supposed to know it, let alone take any action in regards to it? What did I do that has been ongoing and serious enough to merit the end of my employment?