A First.
They let me go.
More correctly, I was fired. With no warnings or no attempt to work things out.
Apparently, I am not dedicated to my job or to the children I work with.
Bullshit.
I am so angry right now. There are angry tears.
Fine. I'll go find another job. Preferably one where I get ridiculously over-paid to sit in my shiny corporate office and laugh at everyone.
I have another job interview this afternoon. I think I was sort of planning on finding a full-time job anyway... but being let go. That's never happened to me before.
And it wasn't on the phone. I had to come down to the school and everything.
I had to say good-bye. And the last thing I heard as I closed the door was Carlos demanding, "Where is you going, Chelosey?"
I cried all the way home.
More correctly, I was fired. With no warnings or no attempt to work things out.
Apparently, I am not dedicated to my job or to the children I work with.
Bullshit.
I am so angry right now. There are angry tears.
Fine. I'll go find another job. Preferably one where I get ridiculously over-paid to sit in my shiny corporate office and laugh at everyone.
I have another job interview this afternoon. I think I was sort of planning on finding a full-time job anyway... but being let go. That's never happened to me before.
And it wasn't on the phone. I had to come down to the school and everything.
I had to say good-bye. And the last thing I heard as I closed the door was Carlos demanding, "Where is you going, Chelosey?"
I cried all the way home.
4 Comments:
::In a Benny like tone:: Bastards.
er.. ::sheepish look:: That was just me on the last comment, Chels >_<
~: Julie
That is ridiculous, Chels. If ever I were to be a child again, I'd demand you as a helper. Hell, if I can squeeze it into the payroll, I might have to call upon you soon.
Go out, get your new job, and don't like back at this. Forget 'em, they don't deserve you. I know I work far too much, and at the time seem to be doing really good, but I've had over 20 jobs. Sometimes it just takes a while.
Lemme know how Le Search, um, le progresses(I failed French)? I miss ya dear.
-Robbie
Holy crap.
That is a more saddening notation than i could ever achieve on my blog, damn, I see that you could be angry as hell.... have fun at your new job though, and i hope your moment of laughing in your old bosses face is full of relish
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