Jobs in Canada - Episode 16 - D's fate

 
I had a Nigerian teammate, and I was on amicable terms. I kind of owe my job at Scotiabank to him because he was on the team that interviewed me. He was a smart, friendly, hard-working guy. He was DBA on Oracle, and we worked together in the first team at Scotiabank. The business on Oracle was closed, and the Nigerian was moved to SQL Server, and I helped him get it off the ground. So we helped each other.
After our team disbanded, I was moved to D, and the Nigerian to another team. After D fired me, the Nigerian was moved to D's team.
I know what happened to D from my colleague. We kept in touch for about 2 years after my bank contract stopped.
After I left Scotiabank, I found my new job (at Bell Media) in about a month, and it was the best job I ever had in Canada. Shortly after I started at Bell, I bumped into a colleague from another team at Scotiabank on the street (I mentioned him in a previous post: the one who organized the party where I danced in the meeting room). I immediately told him that I was glad I left the bank because I found a much better-paid job (which was true). I didn't say it to brag but for D to hear. In my head, I built scenarios of how D would react if he heard, and I'm sure he did. The scenario I would have liked the most was for him to hear about me while he was eating lunch and bit his tongue.
Anyway, his frustration grew for some reason (maybe because he heard about me, among other things?) as he began to do what he did to me to the Nigerian. But you don't mess with the pride of Nigerians. The man went straight to HR and reported him.
The company's reaction was immediate. All but one member from D's team were moved to other teams, including the Nigerian. D was left with only one member.
D's anger reached cosmic proportions, this time directed against other team leaders (also Indians) who were younger, newly arrived, and had regular teams (5-6 members). One day, in the middle of a meeting with the department, he started yelling at one of these team leaders, accusing him of some things that no one understood. D was fired on the spot.
Those who work a lot at a bank can only be useful at another bank and do similar work (I think I mentioned that DBA work at a bank is quantity, not quality). So DBA experts move from one bank to another for promotion or better salary. But D wouldn't be accepted by any other bank because he was fired and couldn't hide it. And he was not smart enough to learn other skills needed somewhere else.
 
A year later, he sold his house, I assume, to have money to survive. And the hell for him came at a wrong time; he needed money for his kids' scholarship. It's not good to enjoy someone else's trouble, and besides, I shouldn't have enjoyed it because I got better job after D kicked me out. But look, I can't. When I'm writing this, I slap my face to keep from smiling, but I can't. I'm still happy, especially since it was not me punishing him, he did it to himself.
Dad had a saying: "The one with a big mouth receives kicks in the ass". D was still at the bank if he knew it.
Last  Job:
 https://www.eliademoldovan.com/blog/jobs-in-canada-episode-17-bell-media


Where it all started:
https://www.eliademoldovan.com/blog/immigration-to-canada-episode-1
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