So I lost my job today. I've never been 'fired' until now. It seems like such a harsh word...fired. Hn...I prefer, "Let Go". At any rate, I saw it coming and I was actually relieved in a strange, twisted sort of way. They told me it was because of 'performance' issues. I sort of WTF'd at that...but meh, it's really hard to do a good job when you don't know what the hell your managers want from you. I spent most of my time wondering what I was supposed to be doing and the other half being pissed off when shit got dropped in my lap last minute. Oh, and there was the whole hiding from evil office lady, who seemed hell bent on making my life hell.
They also said I was missing too much work...which I sort of WTF'd over that too. I was SICK...I had two doctor's notes. And my coworker across from me has missed more work than I have and she started the same time as me...so that's a load of crap.
Anyway, I'm not sad about losing the job. I am worried about unemployment. We left on good terms and they said I could use them as a reference and contact unemployment. It was sort of a mutual agreement that it was best I look for something else--which I have been. Now I don't have to worry about finding time to sneak away to an interview.
*sigh*
I really need to figure out what I want to do with myself. I've been really unhappy lately. Sort of...lost. I'm not sure how to fix it, and that only makes me more unhappy. I don't write much anymore, I don't draw or play with the junk I've squirreled away, I don't read like I used to...
I really don't do much of anything...