I'm so sorry, and I second look for another job. That manager is avoiding the hard part of their role and disrespecting both the person about to be fired and you. It won't get better π«
For a lighthearted distraction, here's a story about the one and only time I had to fire someone. Once upon a time I was head elf at the Santa's workshop on the White House lawn. I went by the name "Glitter Bell" back then, and it was a wonderful job.
Until one of my fellow elves got dumped in their normie life and could not maintain character at the North Pole. Just imagine waiting in line with your child for a picture of Santa, when one glitter encrusted elf starts sobbing and telling the dirty details of an early 20s relationship complete with what made it worth while π. I kept on telling her, there's no crying in the North Pole! If you need to cry go in the back and wrap presents until you can wrap it up!
Alas she would not. Eventually she did her sobbing confessional routine to a Secret Shopper and corporate demanded her immediate termination. And who's going to do that, Santa? Pfft. Men are lazy. Besides he was the star. It came down to me, the head elf. So we went into the workshop and I laid it out. She accused me of being inhuman, which, duh, I'm not human I'm an elf. She accused me of lacking emotions which, again, I am an elf all I know is the holiday spirit and joyous caroling. She did not find any of this funny although I found it deeply funny π€£
At the end, there was a fake-snow fight. Christmas ornaments were smashed. There was so much screeching and high pitch giggling (I stayed in character) that security had to run over. I cannot emphasize what a weapon glitter can become when wielded by angry elves. She did leave that day, but also I was not asked to return when the event restarted again the next holiday season.
I regret nothing π¦π€Άπ
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