For the last few months Hubby’s boss has continuously told him one thing.  “We’ve got a 4 month contract locked in to start on January 3rd, so be here with bells on bright and early.”  Hubby has been beating the streets looking for a job, but at the same time he’s been keeping his spirits up during unemployment by reassuring himself everything would be ok as soon as January 3rd rolled around.

So much for that.  Two weeks ago I told Hubby I had a dream that January 3rd rolled around, he drove up the mountain to work like he was told to do, and when he got there the office was cleaned out like a ghost town.  Normally dreams like that don’t really bother me because I tend to dream a lot of crappy stuff when I’m worrying too much, but this was one that I couldn’t ignore.  It kept haunting me with a gnawing in the pit of my stomach kind of feeling, so I told Hubby I thought he should give the boss a call just to be sure nothing had changed.

He tried to call the boss a few times, let messages on his cell phone and home phone, and wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt when he didn’t receive any return calls.  Hubby kept giving me excuses like “You know how he is about calling people back.  He takes forever.” or “I don’t trust leaving messages on the house phone because his kids have a habit of erasing them.  Besides he told me to show up at work on January 3rd!”.  Hubby has worked for the guy for 7 years, and I’ve always suspected him to be a cowardly jackass who doesn’t have the balls to give his employees bad news, so I didn’t agree.  As the crew leader Hubby has had to deliver most of that bad news, and I had a feeling the boss would rather ignore Hubby’s calls than have to be the one to deliver the news to him.

After many discussions I finally convinced him he should at least call a friend of his who is the site manager for the larger company that contracts the company Hubby works for just to make sure there weren’t any hiccups or delays in the project.  That feeling in my stomach was only getting worse, and I was definitely fearing my dream was coming true. 

Friday night Hubby made the call to his friend, and worst fears were made into reality.  His friend informed him that the project due to start tomorrow was canceled over a month ago, and he thought the boss had already told him!  It’s a good thing I finally got him to make that call or he would have driven all the way up the mountain only to find himself still jobless once he got there.  It’s now 11pm on Jan 2nd, and the boss still hasn’t called him!  Hubby’s boss (I should probably say ex-boss now) is nothing but a spineless bastard who didn’t have the balls to return his calls.

The friend did tell Hubby that the boss just won a bid on another contract that is supposed to start up in a few weeks, and Hubby’s name was put down as the crew leader for that job.  I told him I’ll believe it when the boss calls him and tells him to report to work, but my hopes that he’ll actually return to work in a few weeks are grim. 

Of course Hubby is crushed, but not because he’s still out of work.  He just wanted the boss that he’s been loyal to for 7 years, a boss that has treated him like a friend, to man up and  tell him the truth.  If this is how he treats his employees it’s no wonder his company was quickly going down the toilet when he hired Hubby.  He’d just gotten rid of a ton of drug addict losers, and Hubby worked his ass off to help him turn his company around.  I see how much he cares about his employees if this is how he repays him.

My hope is that Hubby finds something else soon, so he won’t have to return to work for the jerk if he does call.  I’m not opposed to returning to work (outside of the home that is) myself, and I’ve been searching endlessly right along beside him.  Unfortunately all this crap means our 2011 hasn’t gotten off to a very good start, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed that everything will turn around for us this year.  There’s no where else we can go but up, and hopefully skeevy jackass boss won’t have to be included in our lives from this point on.