Something Bad...and Something hopeful.
Okay on Friday, I was asked into my supervisor's office and basically told that I was being let go, I had made some errors...yes...but nothing I considered a fireable offence evidently he thought differently told be to pack up my stuff clock out and leave. I think there were other reasons why I fired (nothing was documented, or written up) but again nothing that I could do about.
So needless to say I'm now unemployeed and hoping they don't fight my unemployment while I job hunt.
Now for the odd part, 3-4 years ago I lost three silver rings I had no idea what happened to them I tore apart my room looking for them on MANY ocassions. They were gifts from a very sweet man who ran a semi-precious jewelry shop when I was in collage, the rings were payment for helping around the shop. I wore them constantly, till I got a job where I couldn't but I still wore them often mostly to Faires and the like. Till I couldn't find them anymore I beieved they were lost forever...left them in Wichita at a Faire...or in a box that got shuffled to Goodwill.
Till tonight.
I was back at my Parents place, my Bro's B-Day party, and Mom told me she found something while cleaning out the main bathroom. She pulled out an old travel kit...and a TINY black leather drawstring bag and handed it to me, I took it somehow...I had a feeling what was inside that bag.
I opened it and peeked inside...saw a glint of silver and some VERY familiar rings and I screamed...I litterly screamed to the point where the rest of the family (and my roommate) ran together I just told Val to hold out her hands and dumped the bag out in them.
There were all three rings, plus a 'poison' ring I forgot about and a pair of malachite earrings I also forgot about. I put the three rings back on on the spot, they still fit on all the right fingers and it felt good to have them on again.
Part of me is wondering...why after almost 4 years, when things are looking really shaky for me these rings...which were a gift of gratitude and kindness...suddenly show back up in my life?
I think it's because things...no matter how bad they get...are going to be okay.
So needless to say I'm now unemployeed and hoping they don't fight my unemployment while I job hunt.
Now for the odd part, 3-4 years ago I lost three silver rings I had no idea what happened to them I tore apart my room looking for them on MANY ocassions. They were gifts from a very sweet man who ran a semi-precious jewelry shop when I was in collage, the rings were payment for helping around the shop. I wore them constantly, till I got a job where I couldn't but I still wore them often mostly to Faires and the like. Till I couldn't find them anymore I beieved they were lost forever...left them in Wichita at a Faire...or in a box that got shuffled to Goodwill.
Till tonight.
I was back at my Parents place, my Bro's B-Day party, and Mom told me she found something while cleaning out the main bathroom. She pulled out an old travel kit...and a TINY black leather drawstring bag and handed it to me, I took it somehow...I had a feeling what was inside that bag.
I opened it and peeked inside...saw a glint of silver and some VERY familiar rings and I screamed...I litterly screamed to the point where the rest of the family (and my roommate) ran together I just told Val to hold out her hands and dumped the bag out in them.
There were all three rings, plus a 'poison' ring I forgot about and a pair of malachite earrings I also forgot about. I put the three rings back on on the spot, they still fit on all the right fingers and it felt good to have them on again.
Part of me is wondering...why after almost 4 years, when things are looking really shaky for me these rings...which were a gift of gratitude and kindness...suddenly show back up in my life?
I think it's because things...no matter how bad they get...are going to be okay.