Thursday, May 29, 2008

Hey! I made the Wall of Honor

OK - so I was RIF-ed yesterday. I cried. I pouted. I got mad. And now, I gotta get on with my life.

So here it is, Thursday at 12:44 PM Central Time, and I am STILL IN MY JAMMIES!!!

My morning has consisted of phone calls and filling out a 35 page questionnaire from the outplacement people. ALL ESSAY QUESTIONS!!! What is up with that??? It gives me tired head.

One lead from my buddy Tiffany (haaaaaaay Tiffy!) at Dillards, so that's one resume sent out.

On a more productive note, I DID get the top of my desk cleaned off at home. I am currently THINKING about doing laundry and dishes (thinking... not doing) and maybe even getting dressed and brushing my teeth.

I really can't do any of those things because Millie, the littlest pyrenees, is laying on top of my foot. She totally snores. Loud.

My dear buddy-friend Debi sent me a pic. They took my name tag and put it on the Wall of Honor. Or Wall of Shame. Either way, it's nice to be remembered.

But it doesn't look like I am going to get my Qwirkle fix today.

So hey all you faithful blog readers, how's about clicking on those little ad thingies you see on the side of my blog? In case you haven't heard, I am currently unemployed and I need all the help I can get.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Poop Loops - RIF-ed Again.

So today I was RIF'ed (Reduction In Force for those out of the know) from Pier 1. Man, does that ever SUCK!

I'm sad. I really, really , really liked my job, liked 90% of the people - heck, I even liked my BOSS! How often does THAT happen!? Now they are left with two freelance (i.e., highly paid) copywriters on their staff. Weird that they would get rid of lowly ole me, but hey - I wasn't part of the stinking decision making process.

So, I cried for like three minutes (the Zoloft doesn't let me cry too much), and then I got over it. I suppose that this is just another one of those "things" or those "tests" that I have to go through. I wonder though, why God keeps picking ME.

I guess this will finally give me time to get the house cleaned, curtains made for the den and stuff like that.

I can look forward to $378 a week in unemployment benefits. Yeehaw.

Worst part is, the HR rep didn't allow anyone to say goodbye. Said it would be "too hard" on other employees. Heck - what about ME? How hard do they think this is going to be on ME???

I get to go back to the office on Saturday between 10:00 and 11:00 AM to clean out my office. They don't want others to see us. How thoughtful.

Poop loops.