Turning Over New Leaves, and Leaving Old Ones Behind
So... It's a rather sad day today. The weather even seems to agree with me.
This afternoon did not pan out quite as I had expected, and rather than working a closing shift as I had anticipated, when I got to work I was notified that I was being asked to resign.(that is, voluntarily resign, or else be unvoluntarily terminated) because I had been late too many times. Specifically the event in question was about a week ago, I got confused about my schedule and in my head I recollected a different shift that I was supposed to work than what everybody else was expecting, and I ended up being about an hour late.
I will admit that I was a bit... stunned, at least in part because I considered the event they were citing as "the catalyst," to be a perfectly honest mistake. However, I concede that I am simply a chronically late person, and if it weren't that time, then it would just be something else, because it's a pretty reliable pattern and something I've been written up for before. Even if I argued that all the times I'd been written up, were ages ago and ought not to count, it really doesn't matter. I accept responsibility for not being to work on time in a reliable fashion, and so it is.
So I gathered my things, talked it out a bit with the regional manager, and we managed a few chuckles anyway even though its obviously not an awesome feeling. Even before I was walking out the door, I was already contemplating the fact that this was only a slightly faster (unexpectedly sooner) transaction of my leaving in a few months anyway. So I'm sad, and I'm kind of broke, but I knew I was leaving and I know it's my fault so it's hard to be angry at anyone. When I got back home, I decided to write upper management a farewell note anyway, because it seemed like the right thing to do and I have always respected my bosses and I wanted even the ones that weren't there when it transpired, to know that I wasn't holding a grudge.
So now... onto new projects! I haven't decided whether it's even worth it to look for another job. Maybe a temp or seasonal position just to bridge the gap before I move. But, I still have about a little over a month left of the fall semester, that desperately needs my attention so I may be better off just working on school work. I'll probably have to have a chat about it with my parents. I could also try to catch up on, HELLO! my pottery shit? and other sorts of whatevers.
Also, I have this sense that the universe is reminding me to not allow myself to get stuck here, with my parents in Maryland where it's safe and reliable, so I'm trying not to let myself get too mopey.
This afternoon did not pan out quite as I had expected, and rather than working a closing shift as I had anticipated, when I got to work I was notified that I was being asked to resign.(that is, voluntarily resign, or else be unvoluntarily terminated) because I had been late too many times. Specifically the event in question was about a week ago, I got confused about my schedule and in my head I recollected a different shift that I was supposed to work than what everybody else was expecting, and I ended up being about an hour late.
I will admit that I was a bit... stunned, at least in part because I considered the event they were citing as "the catalyst," to be a perfectly honest mistake. However, I concede that I am simply a chronically late person, and if it weren't that time, then it would just be something else, because it's a pretty reliable pattern and something I've been written up for before. Even if I argued that all the times I'd been written up, were ages ago and ought not to count, it really doesn't matter. I accept responsibility for not being to work on time in a reliable fashion, and so it is.
So I gathered my things, talked it out a bit with the regional manager, and we managed a few chuckles anyway even though its obviously not an awesome feeling. Even before I was walking out the door, I was already contemplating the fact that this was only a slightly faster (unexpectedly sooner) transaction of my leaving in a few months anyway. So I'm sad, and I'm kind of broke, but I knew I was leaving and I know it's my fault so it's hard to be angry at anyone. When I got back home, I decided to write upper management a farewell note anyway, because it seemed like the right thing to do and I have always respected my bosses and I wanted even the ones that weren't there when it transpired, to know that I wasn't holding a grudge.
So now... onto new projects! I haven't decided whether it's even worth it to look for another job. Maybe a temp or seasonal position just to bridge the gap before I move. But, I still have about a little over a month left of the fall semester, that desperately needs my attention so I may be better off just working on school work. I'll probably have to have a chat about it with my parents. I could also try to catch up on, HELLO! my pottery shit? and other sorts of whatevers.
Also, I have this sense that the universe is reminding me to not allow myself to get stuck here, with my parents in Maryland where it's safe and reliable, so I'm trying not to let myself get too mopey.