Really, I am.
You see, Mr. Charisma has told TWO people now that he is planning his last day to be August 2nd. That is M's last day as well. M is a fantastic driver and he will be missed, even though the foul language and temper tantrums won't be missed. Anyways, so, he told him today, "You know, August 2nd is the last day for both of us."
You see, M already knew about this. I had told him what I had been told by someone else, but he played it cool.
"Yeah, you're gonna be gone and T is gonna be out for the next week. This store is so fucked if I don't come back."
Here's the problem with his logic. I won't be fucked. No no, wait, listen. I'm hiring a new driver next week (possibly the end of this week) and I think I have another application around for yet another driver. See, I'm good. No need for him. And since I have 3 supervisors, I can give them hours if I'm driving. So, thanks Mr. Charisma, but, I'm not fucked. I'm actually better off without you. I'm tired of working around your ridiculous schedule requirements. And honestly, it'll be nice to have a driver that can work the weekends, you useless piece of used toilet paper.
My only dilemma now is figuring out the best way to go about this. Right now, my favorite option is holding up two schedules for the week after M is gone and asking, "Ok, so, which one should I put up? Since you haven't given a 'formal' resignation to me, but have told a few people of your plans, I just need to make sure that my shifts are covered."