Tuesday, December 07, 2004

'tis the season

Now, getting fired last night did not surprise me in the least. I understand those of you who were surprised and thought I'd been exaggerating the patheticness of my work performance, because I was indeed the asshole in high school who freaked out after every other test and told everyone I surely got a C and then of course got the highest grade in the class or, at worst, an A-. But, you see, I was good at school, and I am not good at this whole adult thing. And when I say I suck I really mean it. So anyway, last night after leaving the gym I got a VOICEMAIL letting me know that Blahdy Blah Entertainment Company would no longer be needing my services. This is not at all unlike the time I got dumped by a guy via voicemail, only this time I actually got my shit back.

Ironically, in the Alanis sense of the word, today I got another voicemail from the first staffing agency I met with and with whom I've had no contact for the last four months. The agent informed me of a fabulous high profile advertising job at a hip downtown office with really cool people. One could say this is kismet, but I say there will be plenty of "fabulous" administrative assistant jobs waiting for me whenever I decide to come back here, and that the only thing that can possibly motivate me to get my proverbial shit together at this point is some quality time in a three bedroom ranch in rural Wisconsin with my slightly detached parents and two crazy ass dogs.

3 comments:

Andrew said...

And 1 attack bird.

midwestgrrl said...

Will you be updating from Wisconsin?

Gina said...

But of course! Considering it'll be about -20 degrees for much of the time, I'm sure many hours will be spent on the internet. Will try to keep content more interesting than number of mullets spotted at Walmart, but can't promise anything...