Fired, Part Two
I've made a huge mistake. But more on that in a moment.
I forgot to mention in my last post an interesting little tidbit about my firing. It was very... clean. After they told me the news, they asked if I had any personal items that I needed right away. Apparently, they wanted me to come back and clean out my deck after everyone else had left the building. Didn't want to create any "uncomfortable" feelings. I told them I didn't really care... hell, not like I'd ever be seeing these people again, I couldn't care less what they think. After that, they apparently didn't trust me to, y'know, leave, because my manager had to walk me out. And after all that about not creating uncomfortable situations... I can find my own way out, thanks.
But anyway... It's strange. The first week after I lost my job absolutely dragged. It seemed as if I had a million years before I really had to worry about finding a new job. The next two weeks flew by, and now I'm feeling tremendously lazy, since I've done very little to find a new job. I had come up with about 3 opportunities in that first week, so I sorta rested on my laurels, confident one of them would pan out. Turns out, however, that two of them were scams and one of them likely requires more entrepreneurial effort than I'm willing to commit.
So it's back to the drawing board. Problem is, there's not a damn thing that I want to do. Every job that I look at, I can't help but think that I'll do it for about 6 months to a year, get bored as fuck and find myself right back in that slump that I felt at Tribune. There's just nothing compelling out there... at least not something that'd stay compelling for more than a month or two. Even the jobs I'm not even close to qualified for, I just can't imagine doing any of those things for the rest of my life.
You hear your whole life that people are miserable in their jobs. My sister was pissed at me over the whole firing and gave me the line "You know how many days I didn't want to go to work?" Responsibility is something that can't be discounted, but are we really all that fucking miserable? And do none of us care enough? Do we just accept being miserable because there truly are no other options? Call me childish, call me irresponsble, but fuck it, I don't want to live that way.
So, I'll have to just do something about it. Don't have a damn clue what that'd be. I have this bad habit of not finishing projects that I've started. Now that I've got an excess of time, no excuse for that, at least until I find a new job. NB wants to try the D&D Module writing thing again, but I have my doubts. I'm too much of a control freak to collaborate all that well with people who have similarly strong opinions. I do want to get back to podcasting with Tim, but that's not worth much, money-wise. I'm going to be churning out plenty of articles for TCGPlayer in the coming weeks, but they pay a pittance. I've seen some opportunities for paid blogging, but they seem kinda whore-ish. But hey, if the price is right...
That's all the pensive I've got in me for today. More soon.
I forgot to mention in my last post an interesting little tidbit about my firing. It was very... clean. After they told me the news, they asked if I had any personal items that I needed right away. Apparently, they wanted me to come back and clean out my deck after everyone else had left the building. Didn't want to create any "uncomfortable" feelings. I told them I didn't really care... hell, not like I'd ever be seeing these people again, I couldn't care less what they think. After that, they apparently didn't trust me to, y'know, leave, because my manager had to walk me out. And after all that about not creating uncomfortable situations... I can find my own way out, thanks.
But anyway... It's strange. The first week after I lost my job absolutely dragged. It seemed as if I had a million years before I really had to worry about finding a new job. The next two weeks flew by, and now I'm feeling tremendously lazy, since I've done very little to find a new job. I had come up with about 3 opportunities in that first week, so I sorta rested on my laurels, confident one of them would pan out. Turns out, however, that two of them were scams and one of them likely requires more entrepreneurial effort than I'm willing to commit.
So it's back to the drawing board. Problem is, there's not a damn thing that I want to do. Every job that I look at, I can't help but think that I'll do it for about 6 months to a year, get bored as fuck and find myself right back in that slump that I felt at Tribune. There's just nothing compelling out there... at least not something that'd stay compelling for more than a month or two. Even the jobs I'm not even close to qualified for, I just can't imagine doing any of those things for the rest of my life.
You hear your whole life that people are miserable in their jobs. My sister was pissed at me over the whole firing and gave me the line "You know how many days I didn't want to go to work?" Responsibility is something that can't be discounted, but are we really all that fucking miserable? And do none of us care enough? Do we just accept being miserable because there truly are no other options? Call me childish, call me irresponsble, but fuck it, I don't want to live that way.
So, I'll have to just do something about it. Don't have a damn clue what that'd be. I have this bad habit of not finishing projects that I've started. Now that I've got an excess of time, no excuse for that, at least until I find a new job. NB wants to try the D&D Module writing thing again, but I have my doubts. I'm too much of a control freak to collaborate all that well with people who have similarly strong opinions. I do want to get back to podcasting with Tim, but that's not worth much, money-wise. I'm going to be churning out plenty of articles for TCGPlayer in the coming weeks, but they pay a pittance. I've seen some opportunities for paid blogging, but they seem kinda whore-ish. But hey, if the price is right...
That's all the pensive I've got in me for today. More soon.
posted by Kultcher at Wednesday, October 25, 2006
2 Comments:
Just so as you know, the "escort you out of the building" is pretty much standard operating procedure. A lot of people get vengeful after being fired (or let go), and they want to minimize the risk posed by a bitter soon-to-be-ex-employee.
Just thought I should chime in with that.
Yeah, I kinda figured. I guess it's one of those things, it seems weird because you're not in that crazy person mindset. It's kind of insulting, but I get that they're just taking precautions.
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