Things just got worse...
Mood: Pretty sad
Talk about kicking me when I'm down...instead of 8 weeks notice, it's now only 3. My boss was talking to his book keeper who pointed out to him that he would only be able to afford to pay me for another 3 weeks, plus my 3 weeks annual leave. I finish up on 28th October. Great...
You know what makes me feel even better? The owner of the building has decided after I leave to put a receptionist on. Huh? What the hell am I? But then it might be a trainee, I don't know, I'm just really mad about it. My boss said to me that he doesn't think anyone they put on will be as good as me. He's leaving the clinic himself.
This really sucks. But I guess it's not the worst thing that could happen. I have my health, I have my family, I have my boyfriend (who tonight gave me fifty bucks "just in case" I needed to use it!! Sweet!) so things aren't as bad as they could be.
Please, no more bad news, I really don't think I could handle it.
I didn't cry when I found out the latest news today. I think I had it coming. I guess it's proof that anything that sounds too good to be true, usually is.
And that old wive's tale of not starting a job on a Friday is true.
Went out for tea tonight with my boyfriend and his workmate, and his girlfriend who reads palms. She read mine, she told me I'm a good saver, I'm a strong person ("the boss"!!), I'm quiet and warm and very smart, and that I have a long healthy life ahead of me with 1 strong marriage and 2 children!! Who knows if it's all true, she was a nice lady though! It was a really enjoyable night! That lifted my spirits a bit.
But now I'm back to feeling cynical, depressed and pessimistic.
When you've hit rock bottom, the only place to go is up, right?
