Feb 11, 2003 09:01
Oh the cruel irony of my life.
Things have been kind of a struggle for Grace and I lately. She had been out of the job for a few months and was really down about it. However, last week she got an awesome new job making bank as a designer. Her first day was Monday, she was very happy. Ironically, I walked into my work only to find out that our stupid European investors were pulling out and the office would be closing in a month. So now I am out of the job on March 7th. It's kind of drag, looking for new job is a pain I would wish on no one (except Jeff John, the two first name having fucker that insulted my Mom when I was 10, so I beat him up). I can't help but laugh though, I mean what kind of shit is this? Can something go normal around this fucking place? If things continue this way, something terrible will happen when I get a new job. Like I will come home one day to tell Grace about the great new job I got, only to find her being attacked by a Wolverine or something.
This sucks. It is bad news, bad bad bad.