"I'm sure back home they think I've lost my mind." -- Ben Folds Five


2002-01-15 - 8:27 p.m.

Note to self � when quitting a job, quit, leave the same day and never come back.

Dully noted.

Errgg� I am an outcast! Ahh!! I feel like the hunchback of Notre Dame� except without that hideous hump� Hmm�

People at work are no longer speaking to Shawn and I.

Oooohhh. My feelings are SO hurt by that. They�re talking about me behind my back instead of to my face. Oooh.

Anyway, both mine and Shawn�s last day is Friday. Mango left last Thursday. And he shook my hand and wished me luck before he left! Mango TOUCHED me!! Ohmigod!!

Um, what was I talking about?

Oh, right� Mango?� no� oh, yeah -- THAT...

Okay, I know I haven�t exactly filled you guys in on exactly what was said and why we all quit, but I have a reason for that. It�s just too painful to re-live the experience. That and I wanted to vent everything in a letter to the CEO. Venting it here might weaken my CEO venting, and that would not be good, you see, because I am pissed and I want the CEO of this billion-dollar company to know that I am pissed and why I am pissed. Then, I want him to come down off his high throne and fire everybody in the place. Then, I want him to burn the lab down and throw salt on the ashes to rid the place of the evil there. Yes. Then, I will be happy.

In other news, Shawn and I left work at 3:30 today, and we drove around Charleston. Shawn is helping me job-search. He got me a job at the place he will be working, but the position is only part-time. So, he escorted me around town this afternoon to help me scout other possible places of employment. And I found two places that are hiring veterinary technicians, which was my former job before the hellish nightmare that is the lab. So, I took my resume into both places and the people seemed very interested in me because of my experience. And guess what? One of the places has already called me back and scheduled an interview. Woo yeah!

I�m gonna be wrestling dogs who don�t want shots and cats who want to sharpen their claws on my face.

You know, it all seemed very glamorous until I typed that.

Vet tech work is great fun, plus you get to give shots to unsuspecting animals. And you get to put muzzles on the little yappy foo-foo poodle dogs. And laugh at the old ladies who dress their pets up. That alone is worth taking the job.

Well, that and the fact that I will be jobless in about 3 days and still have rent to pay.

Oh, yeah, there�s that, too. The world just can�t be perfect, can it?

the forest - the trees - randomness

about me - read my profile! read other DiaryLand diaries! recommend my diary to a friend! Get your own fun + free diary at DiaryLand.com!