I loved working for him. Watching him work was extraordinary. He had this way about him. He was good with people. He was charismatic. He had flair. He was also gay; or bisexual leaning more towards homosexual. I mean…. he would go around smacking the delivery guys asses. It always raised an eyebrow with me. But no one seemed to mind or complain.
I would have gladly supported them though. I never bothered to ask them but it also didn’t seem my place. That he was not PC was an understatement. That whole company wasn’t PC. The purchasing manager would go on yelling tirades against whoever he wanted, with very little provocation.
He never did it to me, but I only ever gave him reason to once when I messed up on an important report but he was very understanding. When I left the company he asked if I wanted a letter of reference. I stupidly said no.
The office manager at my store was also a total coke head and would come out of the bathroom with powder all over her nose. She could be really sweet and mostly left me alone but she could also be a raging bitch with no provocation at all. It was not fun some days. 🙄
Eric would also scream at me for things completely out of my control, especially his food orders. Finally one day I was like “look, I ordered it right. I even double checked. Unless you want me opening your burrito to check it by hand you’re just gonna have to put up with El Pollo Loco’s mistakes once in a while”.
We always seemed to be able to talk thing through and I knew when he was stressed and absolutely wasn’t trying to be mean to me and he knew when to leave me alone or reach out to me. We had this emotional connection unlike any I’ve ever felt with anyone else.
I felt so heard with him. I could talk to him about anything and feel really, deeply understood. And I felt like I really understood him too.
We were both in relationships. Mine volatile, as per usual. His with another man and they shared a grand house in Laguna Hills designed to the nines. The room off the kitchen was the only room that while it also looked like it could be on the cover of a magazine, felt so comfortable, soft and masculine.
I was secretly in love with him. Maybe not so secretly as my boyfriend would make fun of me and accuse me of it every time I talked about him. Lol
Eric came from this life of wealth and opulence and I came from the hood. I mean I literally lived in what was known as the “gay ghetto” part of Long Beach then. Lol
I reached out to Eric a few years ago just o say hi and let him know what my life was like, asking about his. I never heard back.
He may partly blame me for the destruction of his career at that company. I’m not sure he would be entirely wrong.
At that time, Brian, the son of one of the owners had a cushy job as VP of who knows what. I think he managed the website, which sucked. He was a techy and a hard core drug addict (which I didn’t really know at the time).
One day he and I were talking. He seemed always very intrigued by me but he was also married and very depressed and so while I liked him he seemed full of inner chaos….so I tried to stay away from him to some degree.
I was in his office for some reason and we got on the subject of his father and the other owners of the company. I was explaining how lucky he was to have Eric. For some reason (I guessed jealously) he didn’t seem to like Eric at all.
I was explaining that the owners were getting old and Eric knew the company in and out and was such an asset. Brain looked at me as if he was connecting dots in his head for the first time.
Eric was soon “demoted” to a position that seemed to be created to keep him away from everyone and everything and strip him of his authority. Prior to this time he had been the store manager.
I absolutely hated this, as did he. In his place they put the woman that had wanted his job for a long time and also unfortunately hated me.
I went back to the corporate office by mutual agreement and left the company soon after. Within a few years, after Brian masterminded a coo to take over and oust the other owners into retirement, the company collapsed.
At least that’s the information I got about it’s demise.
I could be wrong about all of this of course and giving myself more credit for those unpleasant outcomes than I should be.
Either way, it’s sad is all.
I was very happy working there and working under Eric. Once in a while I did have secret fantasies we would fall in love.
Dreams make life happier sometimes. Don’t they?
All these things in life I’ve lived. I can smile. It’s been grand. Some of it has at least and I’m going to focus on that.