OCD+ADD=OMG

Ok. I was in such a state of shock and disappointment in the last post, that I really didn’t want to talk about the circumstances. But now that I’ve experienced the disappointment, the sorrow at losing a good job, the angst of having to look for another one yet again, and the sullen indifference of ‘oh well get back on the damn horse already’ I think I’m clear-headed enough to write it all out.

All right... The job. Apparently on my first or second day I received a phone call from some agency that designs web sites. I remember that the guy had a heavy accent, and I thought that it was weird that people in the US would hire someone to work phones that had such a heavy accent. Anyway, he says his company specializes in making web sites, and they’d like to make a web site and send it to us for free. If we like it we keep it, if we don’t like it, we cancel it. So I gave him our contact numbers and addresses and such, and he said he’d send it in the mail. So I figured the boss would look it over and say if he wanted it or not and the it’d be over with.

Well, we got a bill for over $100 from these people and who do they have as the responsible party? Me. So ultimately I get the axe. After thinking it over, I remember today after lunch one of my coworkers came in and asked me about some web site that I had ordered for them, and I said that it was a mistake because it was supposed to be free till we oked it or whatever. She said oh and nodded and left and I thought it was the end of it. Turns out my boss called the staffing place, the staffing place waited till I got home to call me, and then promptly got my end of the story before firing me. I don’t have to go in to work tomorrow, so I intend to sleep till about 8 and then get up and walk with Mom (can’t let myself get depressed and fall into a slump, ya know), then I’ll call the place and ask when a good time to come and get the stuff in my office would be. God knows I’m not leaving that crystal candy dish or my radio or many of the other things that I had set up there.

It still kinda bugs me that they didn’t’ ask me for further details while I was there. Or just fire me on the spot. Why do I have to stay the entire day if you’re gonna fire me, ya know? Just really sucks. I wish I hadn’t gotten so settled in there now...but then, the only other option would be constantly feeling as if you’ll be fired for any little thing...and that’s not a job I want to have. So now I’m just like, “Well, I was looking for a job when I found this one.”

Oh well. I’m gonna head off to bed and hope the pills hit me before I can think about it too much. Goodnight.

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