Law firm, I hardly knew ye
Ladies and gentleman: I am officially unemployed. Woo! Today was my last day at my stupid, horrible, brain-sucking job, and it could not have been more mundane. I kept a pretty low profile there; I guess because I hated the job so much I didn't want to bother with getting to know people. So today, there was no farewell lunch, no donuts in the morning, no cake; nothing. I did get a card and some Frango (wonderful, wonderful candy only available at Marshall Fields) right before I left, but that's it. Half of the people I said goodbye to didn't even realize today was my last day: "It came up so suddenly! That's today?" Gee, thanks. Although, I guess I had that coming; it's not like I made much of an effort with them. At my next job, I am going to make more of an effort to get to know people. Part of the problem at this one was that most of my peers were middle aged women with families and minivans who lived in the suburbs. There's not a whole lot I have in common with a 40-year old mother of two. The other reason, of course, is that I was so unhappy there and got so mentally depressed (as in, I seriously suspect I lost brain cells) that I didn't want to interact with anyone. I didn't want to do anything; the job made me the most apathetic I've ever been. Come Monday morning, I will not sit in front of a computer for eight hours yearning for something to do. I'm going to have to start being productive. Weird...and just a little bit scary, to be honest.
But, it's over. They say whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. They also say you learn from everything...so I survived a year and a half of a brainless job and didn't go (completely) insane. I suppose that's something. Hopefully, I will be luckier in my next position.
For now, it's Friday night, it's sleeting, and I'm hungry. I think I shall curl up in bed with the last disc of first season of Scrubs, order some food, and veg out. I'll have to be alert for the next several days, what with the move and packing and all the errands one has to run before relocating, so I'm am going to take this opportunity to rest up.
But, it's over. They say whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. They also say you learn from everything...so I survived a year and a half of a brainless job and didn't go (completely) insane. I suppose that's something. Hopefully, I will be luckier in my next position.
For now, it's Friday night, it's sleeting, and I'm hungry. I think I shall curl up in bed with the last disc of first season of Scrubs, order some food, and veg out. I'll have to be alert for the next several days, what with the move and packing and all the errands one has to run before relocating, so I'm am going to take this opportunity to rest up.