Wednesday, September 20, 2006

*BOOT*

I was dismissed from of my temp job yesterday. I was informed at 8pm, while I was at school, on my dinner break. I am not allowed to return even for 15 short minutes today to retrieve my sweater poncho, delete my internet cache and history (it's a good thing I'm boring), or empty the trash can at the cubicle.

I'm going to miss that sweater.

*Update*
I pretty much knew right off the bat what had precipitated this, and my suspicions have been confirmed. It's not about me, and it's not my problem. Never was. I feel quite at peace, and I truly wish those poor, poor, well-meaning people the best of luck.

I never really wore that sweater much anyway.

6 comments:

Tuna Girl said...

WTF! I don't know how you're feeling right now, but I'm angry as hell on your behalf.

Brian said...

I second what Tuna Girl says. That's messed up.

Crash said...

If you have time to kill and are so inclined, sue them for the price of the sweater in small claims court.

Dr. Zoom said...

Hang in there, Ouizer. We loves ya!

Frank said...

Not the sweater poncho! Say it ain't so!

Sounds like an opportunity for something better. You know my feelings about all that sort of thing.

XO.

Anonymous said...

What happened?? They won't even let you pick up the sweater at the security desk or something? What on earth do they think you did??