Laid off

Feb 02, 2010 00:19

After coming back from a very, very long 10-day session in Tonopah, NV, during which I was subjected to harsh weather and a stay at the infamous Clown Motel, I returned to work at WCRM's office in Sparks. I was about to start typing up some site forms when my boss invited me into his office and, silly me, I thought that there was a chance that he wanted to give me good news.

For example, he might have said, "Rocky, you have been doing a good job for us, and since you have made it known that you would like to take part in the company health plan, we have (finally) decided to include you. Oh, and by the way, you can also start accruing vacation time from here on out!"

I most certainly would have said, "Oh thankee sir, 'n I really 'preciate this. Twill help me out, you bet. Now I c'n finally 'et that dental work dun," or some other disgustingly obsequious response.

Instead, said boss gave me the following message, "We're running out of work. I'm going to have to lay you off, and I have to do it right now. Today."

Well, I'm glad that I woke up this morning and came into work, even started a task, just to find out that I'm out of a job. I really would have hated sleeping in anyway. Oh wait! I've slept in the past three days, and I F'in love it.

F U WCRM.
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