Specklet's down and out, and could use some cheerleading.
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So on Friday night, the night before I was leaving for Ft. Lauderdale to surprise my grandfather on his ninetieth birthday (which was beautiful!), my friend/supervisor at work stopped by my house. He looked weird: stressed, quiet. I invited him in, where friends and I were getting ready to go out (Strip Jeopardy). I had a sinking feeling. "I'm fired, aren't I," I said. He nodded.
I knew my job was in jeopardy (but not the strippy kind) because of budget issues, but I never
dreamed that they would let me go before I finished the big remodel I'm doing for them. They have no idea of what I was doing for them, and what still has to be done. Remodel aside, they think they can run the office with no office manager, and they are dreeeeeaming.
So I'm pissed, disappointed I didn't get to finish the damn project, and frustrated. The worst thing? No internet access at home, so how am I going to get my MeCha fix???
Give me some love.