Does anybody read these?

Oh, the drama!

So, I didn't post yesterday, even though I had a new job to tell everyone about. I was tired after a long day of working, running errands, etc. and just didn't get to it. I don't care how early you go to bed, 6:30 a.m. always sucks. Especially if you get up to get ready for work and your roommate's boyfriend is taking the longest shower ever.

But you all want to know about my job. It was not a bad job. It was at this office and everyone was really nice and it wasn't hard work and I enjoyed it. They weren't that busy so I got caught up on my leisure reading because I didn't know if they'd monitor my Internet usage and I didn't want to get in trouble even though I had nothing better to do. It was a slow week, so it was good for training.

Did y'all notice that I used the past tense in that paragraph describing my new job? Wanna know why?

Because they let me go because I was too good.

No seriously, a person couldn't make this shit up.

I answered all the phones, and I thought it was quite odd that the temp agency I am working for (and another temp agency) called several times today. I sent Amy a text while no one was looking that said, "I think I am getting sacked."

But surely I couldn't be. I wasn't as good on the phones as I wanted to be, but I was getting all my work done quickly. I was nice. Everyone loved me.

So, I figured the temp agency was just checking in on me and forgot about it.

At the end of the day, my supervisor came to my desk and told me that they loved me. I was talented and friendly and I learned more quickly than anyone who'd ever had the job and that I was doing a great job.

And that was why they were letting me go.

You see, they feared (and rightly so, but I wasn't letting them in on this) that I would take my great talents, personality and work ethic and head off to a bigger and better job. They figured I'd be bored to death doing the same mundane administrative tasks everyday and they didn't want to hold me back professionally.

Who the fuck gets fired for being too qualified, too good at their job? I should've totally made personal calls and looked at porn on the Internet and I wouldn't be back to where I was a week ago, which is freaking out about the fact that I am unemployed and only have $150 coming to me on next week's pay check. Oops, $150 BEFORE taxes. All of a sudden, it's back to the spin cycle of totally freaking out that I spent $6 at Sonic for lunch. Great.

On the plus side, I had an absolutely fantastic interview today, and I'm sure that I'll get a second interview next week. She's hoping to make an offer by next Friday. Ironically, it was at that same agency where I had the AWFUL interview in January. However, this woman is new. We got along great, and I think we'd work well together. We have very similar backgrounds. And apparently I do still have an honest day's work and a great work ethic in me. And she didn't make that sad face when I told her how much money I need. That's always a good sign. It's also 1.8 miles from my house, which would be very handy. I might even walk to work once in a while if I worked there. (Not today. It was hotter than a bitch today.)

I couldn't help but think today -- without putting the cart before the horse, of course -- that maybe this is the job. She'd be a great boss. It's really the best part of my old jobs in a new, more focused position. And I have felt like since the debacle in January that God was pulling me toward that agency.

And this lady is the head honcho, so if the HR lady still hates me that's not necessarily a bad thing.

If it's not the right job, I have other things in the hopper. I had two emails and a call about jobs today. I have two more interviews coming up. The temp agency thinks they can get me a new admin gig, at which I plan to be completely right on par and not excel in any way, shape or form.
So, even though today sucked because I totally was digging my temp job and loving all the people (plus we were going to have a picnic with barbecue on friday!), things still aren't hopeless.

Ask me again next week.

posted by Laura at 9:19 PM