Fired

I must admit I knew it was coming.

I got taken into a meeting, ostensibly to discuss the numerous postings I had
tried to make to other positions. Instead I was told that the call center
environment is not a good fit for me, and that they would be happy to accept
my resignation rather than have to terminate me; in return, I would be given
a severance of close to two grand and confidentiality if and when someone may
call for references. I don’t know if I’m being a jackass or not, but I took
it. It’s all rhetorical, it’s a firing, no matter what kind of pretty
language you want to wrap it in; and no matter how flowery the wrapping and
how bright the bow, the package is still full of bullsh*t.

So I am out, for better or worse.

I knew something was in the works today; Stosh came into the bedroom after I
got up, agitated as all hell, tail low; and when I gave him a pet, he jumped
back in such a fright that he scared Brandy in turn, and she landed on my
husband’s tuchus with claws fully out. They *know.* I don’t know how, but
they know.

Purr then, and purr loudly: I’m fired. I need a job. Anyone in the market for
me?

Blessed be,
Baha

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"Baha via CatKB.com" u18616@uwe wrote in message news:633f95d8c3783@uwe...
I must admit I knew it was coming.

I got taken into a meeting, ostensibly to discuss the numerous postings I
had
tried to make to other positions. Instead I was told that the call center
environment is not a good fit for me, and that they would be happy to
accept
my resignation rather than have to terminate me; in return, I would be
given
a severance of close to two grand and confidentiality if and when someone
may
call for references. I don’t know if I’m being a jackass or not, but I
took
it. It’s all rhetorical, it’s a firing, no matter what kind of pretty
language you want to wrap it in; and no matter how flowery the wrapping
and
how bright the bow, the package is still full of bullsh*t.

So I am out, for better or worse.

I knew something was in the works today; Stosh came into the bedroom after
I
got up, agitated as all hell, tail low; and when I gave him a pet, he
jumped
back in such a fright that he scared Brandy in turn, and she landed on my
husband’s tuchus with claws fully out. They *know.* I don’t know how, but
they know.

Purr then, and purr loudly: I’m fired. I need a job. Anyone in the market
for
me?

Blessed be,
Baha

I'm very sorry to hear this. Purrs that you will soon find another, better,
job.

Tweed

"Baha via CatKB.com" u18616@uwe wrote

I must admit I knew it was coming.

I'd say that getting $2k out of it you did good. Now you will get a much
better job!

The City of Los Angeles is always hiring: www.lacity.org. Great pay,
excellent benefits.


Baha via CatKB.com wrote:
I must admit I knew it was coming.

I got taken into a meeting, ostensibly to discuss the numerous postings I had
tried to make to other positions. Instead I was told that the call center
environment is not a good fit for me, and that they would be happy to accept
my resignation rather than have to terminate me; in return, I would be given
a severance of close to two grand and confidentiality if and when someone may
call for references. I don't know if I'm being a jackass or not, but I took
it. It's all rhetorical, it's a firing, no matter what kind of pretty
language you want to wrap it in; and no matter how flowery the wrapping and
how bright the bow, the package is still full of bullsh*t.

So I am out, for better or worse.

I knew something was in the works today; Stosh came into the bedroom after I
got up, agitated as all hell, tail low; and when I gave him a pet, he jumped
back in such a fright that he scared Brandy in turn, and she landed on my
husband's tuchus with claws fully out. They *know.* I don't know how, but
they know.

Purr then, and purr loudly: I'm fired. I need a job. Anyone in the market for
me?

Blessed be,
Baha

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Message posted via http://www.catkb.com

Only problem is, I live in New York...

wrote:
The City of Los Angeles is always hiring: www.lacity.org. Great pay,
excellent benefits.

I must admit I knew it was coming.

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Blessed be,
Baha

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Message posted via http://www.catkb.com

Baha via CatKB.com wrote:
I must admit I knew it was coming.

I got taken into a meeting, ostensibly to discuss the numerous postings I had
tried to make to other positions. Instead I was told that the call center
environment is not a good fit for me, and that they would be happy to accept
my resignation rather than have to terminate me; in return, I would be given
a severance of close to two grand and confidentiality if and when someone may
call for references. I don't know if I'm being a jackass or not, but I took
it. It's all rhetorical, it's a firing, no matter what kind of pretty
language you want to wrap it in; and no matter how flowery the wrapping and
how bright the bow, the package is still full of bullsh*t.

So I am out, for better or worse.

I knew something was in the works today; Stosh came into the bedroom after I
got up, agitated as all hell, tail low; and when I gave him a pet, he jumped
back in such a fright that he scared Brandy in turn, and she landed on my
husband's tuchus with claws fully out. They *know.* I don't know how, but
they know.

Purr then, and purr loudly: I'm fired. I need a job. Anyone in the market for
me?

Blessed be,
Baha

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Message posted via http://www.catkb.com

I think, in the circumstances, you were wise to take the 2K and give
them your resignation and get good references from them for the
future--it showed maturity and good judgement in an unhappy situation,
AND you didn't force them to do the worst possible thing. I'm sorry,
though, it feels lousy being fired. I almost got fired from my first
job after college, and I felt HORRIBLE for days. (In retrospect, I
should have just quit that job--I had real problems with my boss). So
you have my sympathy.

I will only say this: the job did not sound like the world's best fit
for you. Hopefully, you'll be able to find a much better job, soon.

{{{Baha}}}

Melissa

Baha via CatKB.com wrote:
I must admit I knew it was coming.

I got taken into a meeting, ostensibly to discuss the numerous
postings I had tried to make to other positions. Instead I was told
that the call center environment is not a good fit for me, and that
they would be happy to accept my resignation rather than have to
terminate me; in return, I would be given a severance of close to two
grand and confidentiality if and when someone may call for
references. I don’t know if I’m being a jackass or not, but I took
it. It’s all rhetorical, it’s a firing, no matter what kind of pretty
language you want to wrap it in; and no matter how flowery the
wrapping and how bright the bow, the package is still full of
bullsh*t.

So I am out, for better or worse.

I knew something was in the works today; Stosh came into the bedroom
after I got up, agitated as all hell, tail low; and when I gave him a
pet, he jumped back in such a fright that he scared Brandy in turn,
and she landed on my husband’s tuchus with claws fully out. They
*know.* I don’t know how, but they know.

Purr then, and purr loudly: I’m fired. I need a job. Anyone in the
market for me?

Blessed be,
Baha

I'm sorry, Baha, though you're probably better off out of there. Purrs that
you get a new and better job asap.
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy and Bagheera)
Cats leave pawprints on your heart.
http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk

Baha via CatKB.com wrote:
I must admit I knew it was coming.

I got taken into a meeting, ostensibly to discuss the numerous postings I had
tried to make to other positions. Instead I was told that the call center
environment is not a good fit for me, and that they would be happy to accept
my resignation rather than have to terminate me; in return, I would be given
a severance of close to two grand and confidentiality if and when someone may
call for references. I don't know if I'm being a jackass or not, but I took
it. It's all rhetorical, it's a firing, no matter what kind of pretty
language you want to wrap it in; and no matter how flowery the wrapping and
how bright the bow, the package is still full of bullsh*t.

So I am out, for better or worse.

I knew something was in the works today; Stosh came into the bedroom after I
got up, agitated as all hell, tail low; and when I gave him a pet, he jumped
back in such a fright that he scared Brandy in turn, and she landed on my
husband's tuchus with claws fully out. They *know.* I don't know how, but
they know.

Purr then, and purr loudly: I'm fired. I need a job. Anyone in the market for
me?

Blessed be,
Baha

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I got the purring chorus going but first I had to remind the gang what
a "job" is and then convince them that you really want one. Bear, the
d*g, thinks having a job is a noble thing and hopes you get one real
soon. He will retrieve the first duck that I shoot, and take it right
to the vet, if I ever shoot one. which I won't.

The gang, except for Bear, is still skeptical about this whole work
thing.

Will in New Haven

Baha via CatKB.com wrote:
I must admit I knew it was coming.

I got taken into a meeting, ostensibly to discuss the numerous postings I had
tried to make to other positions. Instead I was told that the call center
environment is not a good fit for me, and that they would be happy to accept
my resignation rather than have to terminate me; in return, I would be given
a severance of close to two grand and confidentiality if and when someone may
call for references. I don't know if I'm being a jackass or not, but I took
it. It's all rhetorical, it's a firing, no matter what kind of pretty
language you want to wrap it in; and no matter how flowery the wrapping and
how bright the bow, the package is still full of bullsh*t.

So I am out, for better or worse.

I knew something was in the works today; Stosh came into the bedroom after I
got up, agitated as all hell, tail low; and when I gave him a pet, he jumped
back in such a fright that he scared Brandy in turn, and she landed on my
husband's tuchus with claws fully out. They *know.* I don't know how, but
they know.

Purr then, and purr loudly: I'm fired. I need a job. Anyone in the market for
me?

Blessed be,
Baha

I'm sorry for the circumstances, but I'm glad you're out of there. That
job was poison for you, and you're much too nice for those people ...
that's great that you got severance from them. Purrs for a *much*
better job, one that you really love.

Sherry

Baha via CatKB.com wrote:
Purr then, and purr loudly: I’m fired. I need a job. Anyone in the market for
me?

Lots of purrs for a good job to head your way.

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