14 Months, but who's counting?

It was just over a year ago that I was fired in spectacular fashion from a local dive boat on which I worked as both Captain and Crew. I have had a lot of jobs in my young life (and often more than one at a time), but up until that point I had never been dismissed from one. And certainly not like I was when, on that day, the co-owner of the boat (we'll call him "B") flew off the handle in the parking lot in front of customers and other crew. To make a long story short, the drama arose when I arrived to work only to find that I wasn't needed. I was frustrated because I had been scheduled for the day at least a week earlier, and this wasn't the first time that this kind of mistake had been made. Furthermore, in an attempt to avoid just this situation, I had contacted "M" (the co-owner of the business and B's wife) to confirm the appointment and had not received a response. When confronted by her husband, M claimed that she had not heard from me and so at that point what was a man to do but side with his wife? Sadly, his response was to start screaming at me that he had done nothing but "give me the shirt off my back" and that this was how I repaid him. Never, he said, would I work for them again. At the time (and for quite some time afterwards), I was depressed by the whole misunderstanding. I had enjoyed working on that boat and felt that I'd received nothing but praise from them and the customers (read about this incident). For things to end in such a dramatic and unprofessional fashion was, to say the least, very hurtful. Since that day, I have not worked on the boat at all (despite being asked to, believe it or not). It turns out that B is a sweep-it-under-the-rug kind of person whereas I believe in making sincere amends in order to keep my side of the street clean. I work with him every week in the Harbormasters office, where he is one of my supervisors and has been nothing but chummy since his blow-up. It's worth mentioning that I reached out to both B and M in the days following that incident in order to make amends and resolve the situation in a professional manner. Neither effort was acknowledged, much less responded to. Which brings us up to today. I went to the Harbormasters office this morning to attend an optional emergency fire drill put on for the staff. Before the meeting began, Brian asked me if I was working this sunday afternoon and said that he wanted to talk with me after the drill was over. Imagine my surprise when, more than a year later, B apologized to me by way of saying that he is "very protective of my wife". Somehow, this seems to justify his behavior that day. I might understand this if I had at any point gotten in her face about the scheduling mistakes that had come up over and over during my time with the company but the fact remains that I never once said anything critical, argumentative, or in any way unprofessional. I really do believe that. I did ask if she could create the crew schedule more than a couple of days in advance so that I could plan my weekend work accordingly, but that was it. Anyways, it occurred to me as I walked away that the only reason why B might be bringing up his behavior to me at this point in the game is because he wants something. And sure enough, they've got an afternoon trip this weekend. Shocking, I know. Working on the dive boats is supposed to be fun. The scant income that this opportunity provided is not worth the degrading treatment I received that day and presumably could receive again sometime down the line. Jenn has been steadfast in her assertion that I never work for them again lest I compromise my integrity and, once again, she is right. Lessons learned, the hard way.