It was not the firing itself that was so upsetting, but rather the attempt to make me feel better by saying "You're very good at creative writring, but this isn't creative writing." Only--"creative writing" was said so dismissively that I felt like launching myself across the desk and slapping someone in the face.
So. Unemployed.
No friends (right here).
Dislike Chicago.
New play=half finished.
Glass of water=half full.
Sayonara office.
And it's going to be be a beautiful weekend.
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Nicki writes passionately, loves deeply, beagles often, bakes occasionally, and dreams of houses with kitchens, washers and backyards. She writes this blog to keep her friends and family updated on her life.
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4 comments:
Oh, Pooh :( I'm sorry. *hugs*
Now, go finish that play, girl! :*
Oh honey! I'm sorry. Why the hell did they hire you if they weren't going to properly train you to do the job? We'll talk soon. I'm almost out of Skype credit at the moment and the company hasn't told me if my mom can buy me more - but we'll be in touch. Hang in there!
I'm so sorry!!! I will call you so we can hang out this week and you can vent or whatever!!!
Move to Minneapolis! Join the Playwrights' Center! That's where I'll be, come this fall...
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