When I worked for a travel agency which was when I was 20 years old and one of my very first jobs I was in charge of the visa department which was only me. I ran to different embassies and filled in forms fixed photos and applications. This was a small family business in the Old Town. Mum , Dad and their children and others worked there. I had to go to the post office and carry with my bare hands very heavy packages and walk with them from the post office to the travel agency. One day I got ill. I had bronchitis almost pneumonia. When I was back at work the Manager and the Assistant Manager wanted to talk to me and asked me to come into their office. They started to ask me about my sickness. The Manager asked me: - Why do you think you got ill?
I got surprised over the strange question and also this was the first time I had been ill and off work. I answered that well maybe because I was running around with my jacket open. I have no idea. I got very angry as it seemed they thought I lied. I even had a medical certificate. Next day I told them that I resign. I worked the days which I had to and left. They had no found a new person and they really needed me. I would never help them but the wife of the manager phoned me and begged me to come on and work some more days. As I am such a kind person I did, but got no extra thanks for that.
Still I would not put up with that kind of nonsense even if I was only 20-years old and for that I am proud.
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