The clusterfuck I once called work is now over. Exactly one week ago, they decided that I wasn’t good enough (read: compliant to their wishes) to be with that company, so I needed to be let go. I can’t say that I’m entirely upset about the situation. I’m far too overqualified to be a career bank teller, anyway.
Perhaps this will be the beginning of doing something that actually MEANS something. Something that could be construed as actually being important. Or at least, something that will pay the bills as well as keeping me entertained for 8 hours a day.
I do have to say that I’m quite pleased with the amount of positive feedback I’ve been receiving from other places of employment. I’ve already had two interviews, and a bunch more phone calls.
Trust me. I won’t be lazing about on my ass for very long.



