I lost my job about a month ago. This was not a bad thing since I truly despised my job. For legal reasons (read: because I was forced to sign a non-disclosure agreement after being fired because I was literally cornered by four hefty bitches) I can’t tell you where I worked, but I really wish I could so I could warn everyone. This was a company for whom Google automatically inserts the word “scam” when you do a search on them. You may have gotten some ridiculous, misleading junk mail from them. In fact, they ended up in my spam folder. But I can’t tell you who they are. And you know what? As easily as I could probably ruin their reputation further if I could tell you, they will probably end up doing it all by themselves.

So now I’m unemployed. I live with my parents. But I am the happiest I’ve been since I got stuck at that hellhole two years ago. You might be wondering why I didn’t just quit. Then again, knowing this recession, you are probably assuming that I couldn’t afford to. And despite the multitudes of resumes I sent and interviews I went on in those two years, there was no getting out of there. If you’re not assuming this, you might be an asshole.

I honestly don’t know what to do with myself right now. And I’m okay with that.

-By Fellow Tumblrer +JamieLikesThis