he's no donald trump

so, yesterday, i got fired. yay me! my former boss called me and said "i just wanted to let you know we will no longer be needing your services and we wish you the best of luck." and that was ALL the asshole was going to say to me! what the fuck? anyway, after a brief explanation of why, my former boss hung up and thus began my first venture into unemployment. fan-fucking-tastic. i lost it. yep, i lost it. i've never ever been fired. NEVER. and the reason i was fired? completely assinine. fucker. look! here's a picture of me monday: what? you don't see me? just look under the fucking bus! yep. i got thrown right under the bus. never saw it coming. i know i basically hated my job, i know my boss was an unprofessional and scatterbrained wimp, i know i was taken advantage of time and time again, and i certainly know that job was never going anywhere, but i always imagined i'd be leaving because I found something better. i didn't think i was going to get fired, especially after the asshole made such a big deal about keeping me on. i damn sure didn't expect to get fired over the fucking phone. ugh...who does that??? and while i so wanted to give him a huge piece of my mind, i refrained. for now. i can't garauntee i won't still go super bitch on his ass...

but you know what's even worse than unexpectedly being fired because you were fucked over by someone you thought was a friend? the fact that no one i worked with for four years has bothered to check on me. no one. of course, who knows what story is being told about me. maybe they're being told i embezzled a billion dollars and raped the superintendant. who knows. but still, i thought maybe one or two of them would at least call. le sigh...

so, i had myself a good long cry (or ten), then i called the substitute office and got back on the sub list and was promptly offered a sub job for that day. i didn't take it. but, i do have a job lined up for thursday, so i guess i'll take a couple of days off and get back into the swing of things. i have to look at this as a blessing, otherwise i'll go nuts.

the best part about getting fired? i mean, besides getting to sleep in. my living room is almost clean. yep. apparently i clean when i'm angry and hurt. who knew? so, i guess my house will finally get the good cleaning it needs.

positive, right?

fuck...