Work today was, work today was so bad, I'd sooner rehash last night's date with Terri. Only I won't, because it is easier for me to find a good job than it is to find a good woman. And last night's date aside, I have the attention of a good woman and I won't just lose it just because of a less than great first date.
So yes, work. They all but said that since I wasn't picked for the special project and hadn't asked them why I wasn't picked, that they had had a rethinking of my future use to them and that my employment prospects with them had radically shifted.
I will begin looking for work next week, after I polish up my CV this weekend.
Anyway, let them have their job and who needs to be a part of their special project? Not me.
And no, that really isn't sour grapes. I am qualified enough for their special project and my not asking them why I wasn't chosen for their project, as twelve others apparently were doesn't reflect poorly on me. Not in my opinion at least.
Yeah, not the way I wanted to head into the weekend, a date that fizzled out and the knowing that I needed to look for another job.
Hopefully the weekend will be better than the two days before it.
October II
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