Thursday, October 05, 2006

Heartbroken and Unemployed

I lost my job Tuesday October 3, 2006. A job that was a dream. I loved what I was doing. I really liked and respected my boss who was teaching me a trade that I felt proud to learn. Something that I will never get another chance to work with.
Someone called her today and told her about my Myspace blog. In one I am talking about an incident that occurred in the store, but no names were mentioned and the store was never named. I was upset about how someone had treated me and vented. I don't know who the person was, but I feel like they were doing it knowing I would be crushed.

It would be, like if you were walking down the street talking to a friend and said, "I had a bad day at work. This customer was so rude and disrespectful to me. I wanted to slap her silly!" As you are telling your friend this, a sneaky snake overhears you and tells your boss which then decides that it is enough to fire you. Even though, 99% of the time I was always telling people how wonderful my boss was and enjoyed what I was doing. Even though I was a quick study and very cheerful at work. I went above and beyond by taking projects home and surprising my boss with great finished products. In a split second, I was unemployed.

I don't know what I will do now. It was a job that made me feel like I belonged for the first time. I don't want to live here anymore. I feel like a part of me has died and I will never get it back.

I haven't felt like leaving the house or bothering to attempt to get a job. This unknown assasin of my job, is out there, destroying me. I feel like, if I try to get a job here, they will be on my heels telling potential empoyers that I am not worthy of employment. And who am I? I don't come from big bucks or have a family name that goes back 200 years into the town's heritage. I am a nobody. Worse, I am the daughter of a law-enforcement officer. I mean, a convicted pedophile can be accepted and get a job in this town, and I am unforgivable for just venting (in generic terms) about a situation that happened months ago. I HATE THIS TOWN.

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