Well, I still have all my limbs

June 20, 2006 at 12:18 pm | Posted in Bringing Home the Bacon, The Other D (Better Living Through Chemistry) | 21 Comments

After a fantastic weekend in flat cosmopolitan city (shout out to our lovely hostesses and the beauticious bride & groom) I came back to work today to find out that I am being laid off from the job that does NOT blow due to not getting the grant that would pay for my position to continue.

I was very composed and did not cry in the director’s office as he and my boss explained to me how wonderful I am and how sorry they are and blah blah blah blah.

But this sentence in the letter he handed me just infuriates me:

“Art-Sweet, it has been a true pleasure to work with you and I expect our paths will cross again. Thank you for your service and dedication to Organization X. Given your qualifications, proven abilities, and broad network of colleagues, I am confident that you will able to find a full time position that suits your talents and needs soon.”

Riiight. I haven’t found a full time job that suits my talents and needs in the three years since we moved to this god forsaken corner of the country.

I will continue on at the job that blows (where the director asked me, in reference to our wedding, who would be the bride and who would be the groom) and I suppose make good use of my additional two days of free time a week to actually complete the Thesis and etc. etc. etc.

But right now, I am convinced, more so than ever, that a black cloud hangs over my head and follows me around and surrounds me with my own personal microclimate of raining crap.