End Of An Error
Here's the short version; they fired me.
The longer version is that the way they went about it was remarkably creative, and clearly orchestrated. In fact I was almost impressed with the case that was constructed (essentially that I was failing to do my job because I was writing personal emails WHILST on calls!), because it was so staggeringly unexpected, and of course, utterly impossible to refute (as you cannot logically prove a negative proposition). I shall of course be protesting the decision, 'cos it is UTTER bollocks, but that's the end of that.
As it was Shaz had taken the day off, and it was, as predicted, a lovely sunny day, so we spent a bit of time getting some business related stuff sorted out, did a few jobs in town, and then went down to the pub near work for my post-firing celebration. A surprising number of people showed up, which was nice, and after more than a few drinks we went to Ferry Meadows, ate chips, and ended up playing in the childrens playground until it was time to go home. When I got home I even saw the trailer for the new Wes Anderson movie (The Darjeeling Limited), which looks as lovely and quirky as you'd expect, although I was slightly outraged to discover that some people, thought that The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou was merely tolerable, rather than the delightful, life affirming work that it clearly is. Takes all sorts, I suppose. Still, even having started the day by getting fired, it's hard to argue that it was anything other than a good day.
Today has been straight back to the business at hand, and I've got a good half-dozen applications out, one of which has already garnered a response and should land me an interview on Friday! So that is also good.
Mood is affected quite disproportionately by the music you're listening to isn't it? I mean it's incredibly hard to remain chirpy and upbeat whilst listening to Slipknots cheery ditty "People Equal Shit", and yet that very same song would doubtless prove incredibly useful to have on your iPod if you were in the process of, for example, blowing up your former employers place of business (not that I would ever countenance such a thing).
What? I was just saying, that's all.
posted by BadMonkey @ 3:45 PM
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