termination

I have officially been terminated.
Oh come on now, like you're shocked. =P
It doesn't matter that I'm one of the best employees that that damned sub shop has had in quite sometime, or that I managed to last more than 2 months there without quitting.
It doesn't matter that I'm trained, and good at working, every single position.
It certainly doesn't matter that I'm the only one who was willing to train all the newbies that have come in since January, or that I've actually trained them well.
And of course, it doesn't matter that my schedule has been beyond the point of being flexible, to suit that damned establishment. Honestly, I gave up a day at the beach, a wedding, and a few classes.
Doesn't matter at all... I have an issue with the fact that customers are getting food poisoning, therefore I must be fired.
Of course they gave me this story about how I've been terminated because company policy is that if you don't work at least 8 hours a week there, you are finished. I've only been working the occasional weekend since AUGUST! So yeah, I can read between the lines, especially since my boss went to the added effort of explaining quite firmly to me that LG's boss DID NOT get food poisoning there. Considering the fact that he didn't eat anything else all day I find it hard to believe that he would have gotten it elsewhere. Then she tried to tell me that it must not have been food poisoning. umm... no that was definitely food poisoning.

Anyway... yeah that was my day...
Cognition test that was nearly impossible at 8am, followed by the news that I've been fired.

However, I'm refusing to let this get me down too badly. I've deciding to consider this a little nudge from God in a different direction. The other job opportunities mentioned in my previous post: working with the youth at my church, and babysitting my little sister's friends over the summer, are definitely a little more in tune with my own personal gifts and talents in life. I really do have a way with little people. I felt called to these jobs before, and of course, that call is a little stronger now. If I'm really desperate for cash over the summer, I can always return to working at the Korner a few nights a week. So really, this whole being "terminated" thing, could turn out to be a positive thing. It's time for me to leave that place, and try something new, spread my wings a little bit.

I'm happy and angry at the same time, which can be quite a funny feeling. Though I'm used to feeling funny feelings lately. Mostly due to the fact, that I'm becoming increasingly aware that I've got no idea what I want to do in my life, when most of those around me already know, and have everything planned out.

In the words of Jhonen Vasquez:
"There's nothing terribly wrong with feeling lost, so long as that feeling preceeds some plan on your part to do something about it. Too often a person grows complacent with their disillusionment, perpetually wearing their "discontent" like a favorite shirt. I can't say I'm very pleased with where my life is just now... but I can't help but look forward to where it's going."

I've been wearing my "discontent" shirt for a few months now. Annoyed with my job, my boss, my co-workers, as well as a few other things in my life. It's time to take it off, incinerate it, and move on already. Getting "terminated" seems like a good place to start. Start off by getting a good job at home that I enjoy, and feel like I'm actually doing something with. Hopefully as I correct that little issue, the other stuff will start to fall into place too.