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Okay, I seriously have the worst luck in jobs.
I got "laid off" because one of the old employees was on maternity leave and decided to come back, and I'm no longer needed. Except it sounds like she's got some strings or something and she's a major cow, because apparently she totally threw a tantrum about not having enough computers (even though there is four computers and three office workers... Yeah, I don't get the math either.)
But anyway, I haven't even officially been fired yet, because Rick, my slimeball boss, hasn't the guts to actually fire me to my face. How retarded is that? They had a meeting before I got into work the other day about who will do what in the office, and I wasn't included in anything so everyone knew I was being fired. So basically the entire office knew I was being let go before I did, which is just... it's so sleezy, I don't even know.
And because I haven't officially been fired or anything, my mom and my sister are on my backs to go into work. They keep saying things like, "You don't want to burn bridges" and "you don't want to leave on a bad note like you did at EB." And they're pretty much critisizing me for not going into work.
But seriously? I'm so sorry I don't want to drive an hour there to get shit on by Rick, pretty much. And I honestly don't give two flying shits about what sort of reference I get from them. Because I can use Liza as a reference if I really needed it. And I don't, because I only have fifty-thousand references. I can't even count them on one hand, and most jobs only ask for three. So yeah, um, burn away, bridge. Burn away.
And they're going on about how I won't get severence and blah blah blah, and I'm like, "... I'd rather stay at home and be happy then go to work and get shit on and crushed for $200. Sorry, but no."
I'm not even upset about being fired. I mean, initially I was, but it was mostly the fact that everyone knew and no one would actually tell me out right. It was pretty obvious when I came into work that morning and Mel was doing all my work. I guess I was pretty upset about it especially since I work with my cousin, and oh, I don't know, I would have figured she'd have my back or something? But I guess she's not quite as ~nice~ as she appears to be.
Like the world needs more backstabbing bitches. I guess she deserves her lazy lout of a husband.
But now I'm upset because everyone is telling me to stick it out and basically be miserable for the rest of the week, and sit in an office where everyone is whispering about me because I'm going to get fired.
Funny enough, though, my Dad is the one who actually understands. He's usually the one who frowns and is ~disappointed~ when we take a sick day when we're not sick, or when we're late to work, or basically shirk our duties. But now he's like, "Yeah, fuck 'em, do whatever you want, honey." Whereas my mom is the one on my back about it.
Besides, tomorrow I'm going job hunting, anyway, so it's not as if I'm not being ~proactive~.
Basically, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THIS JOB OR THE PEOPLE THERE, NOW LEAVE ME ALONE EVERYONE ARGH. Also I love how the Writer's Block thing on LJ for today is "Are you happy at your current job?" LOL.