No Moar Job :(

Yeah, they cut me loose early.  Tomorrow’s my last day.  It makes perfect sense and I’m not upset with them at all.  There’s just no work, even for the employees on the payroll.  My pseudo-boss fought to keep me for the last couple weeks, and I greatly appreciate that.  He also told me to use him as a reference and "strongly encourages" me to look for openings at the company.

I’m fine.  I handled the conversation like a boss, knowing I planned to go outside and cry as soon as it was over.  And I did, and now I’m fine, except I can’t make my rent without borrowing money and essentially feel like the dumbest person in the world, but it will pass and things will be okay because things are always okay.

I’ve had the same unemployment joke as my Facebook cover forever.  Changed it to something else an hour before I found out.  Rode the bus here this morning thinking I might actually be able to buy a couple more work-approps pairs of pants.  For the first time since I quit my job, I felt like I was unburying myself.  8 fucking hours ago, I had my first ray of hope.

Irony’s a bitch.

But it will be okay, because things are always okay.

Just breathe.