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.
2 comments:
It's kinda ironic that one of your ads is for Chili's, the-break-your-teeth-but-don't-give-a-hoot-restaurant.....
Yeah, that is totally ironic. I mean, it's like rain on your wedding day. Or a free ride when you've already paid. You know. Ironic.
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