| | Say I'm not afraid, not anymore I used to be cold, now the temperature's changed It just ain't the same I'm not afraid, i'm not afraid, Cus I've become brave.
So, as Im sure what few of you come around here have noticed- I didn't post yesterday! Well, there is a reason for that, as you will soon see. You see, I woke up like normal, getting ready and having my typical breakfast of Miso, Rice and Grapefruit and was actually in the process of packing my lunch when both I and Brit received a text- a text telling us not to come in, and that our supervisor would call us later.
Well.
I'm not sure if I have emphasized my growing uneasiness as of late, but the truth is, I just had a bad feeling I couldn't shake. It grew with each passing day last week, as something told me "They know something that you don't." My sup. was more quiet than normal. Some of my co-workers talked to me less. It just felt weird. Well I can now say that I fully understand why. On Friday, as my supervisor told me that we got hte day off, and I mentioned monday- the "oh shit" smile that flashed across his face told what he hid within.
There is no Monday.
In fact, there is no Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, or any other day, for that matter. For finally, at 5:30 in the evening, my sup called me to inform us that we were both out of work.
Hurrah! And it only took them two whole business days to grow the balls to tell me what I've known for over a week now. To me, the slap in the face isn't that we were fired. Truth is, I would have done it sooner. Work was running out, it's plain to see that. But what annoys me, is that fact that on Friday, when everyone knew that we wre going to be canned, no one told us. They decided, instead, to smile, say "Have a nice birthday! See you Monday!" Basically bald face lying to both of us. It's nauseating. And then, to make it better, we found out htat we're supposed to go back into the office to get our final checks and whatnot, well our Sup *STILL* hasn't called us for that, and that was supposed to happen today. That, and the checks we got int he mail are messed up.
So yeah, that Kenaz, it came true, and here I sit, waiting for what is to come. Truth is, it doesn't scare me too much. I got more worked up waiting for the axe to fall than I actually got worked up over the fact that it fell. It sucks, but we both know we'll cope, we'll get out of this, and this is merely a stepping stone to something better. I have things to do, and I can't let something like this stop me or slow me down.
But with that being said, I still have no income, and so my dieting plans are pretty much shot in the knee caps again. I'll be systematically eating what I have stored up in my cabinets until I get another job, so the food diary is pretty much gone until then. I don't see why I should note my miserly eatings of ramen, popcorn and half a pizza (this is what i ate yest. with my breakfast) when they aren't really of any sort of structure in relation to a healthy diet. They merely are what I have in my cupboards. What doesn't cost me any dough to ingest.
So, until that happens, you'll just get to read my wonderful rantings about day to day life until my bus' tires get full again and I can afford to buy real food (ramen and cardboard pizza are not real food). I would expect to see more posts in the coming future in relation to my displeasure with how my office treated myself and Brit. I feel the way they handled things was unprofessional. I always felt out of place in the office, and all this does it secure that feeling in my mind. To me, the office has no comraderie for the lower beings of the office. But lucky for hte office, there are no longer any lower beings to get rid of. It should be cloud 9 from here on out for them. At least, once they've gotten off their arses to tell us when to come get our shit. Ugh.
Anywho, that's all for now. Ta ta folks.
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| | Posted 5/12/2009 4:30 PM - 7 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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