Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Welcome back...to the Cesspool

I received my "thanks, but no thanks" letter from the firm I interviewed with a few days before the wedding. Bastards.
This morning, I arrived back at work to find my computer disassembled and laying in pieces in one of the many trash piles the office seems to have. This wasn't much of a shock, as where I used to sit is currently under construction. Meadows apparently had tried to stick up for me and get them to set my computer up before I came back to work, but...lazy asses. I had to move it myself, complete with crawling around under the desk- or more accurately, the folding table. The stupid monitor weighs more than I do. The fact that I no longer have a phone, indefinitely, doesn't bother me in the slightest.
I don’t know what’s going on around here. How much of that is my own fault for leaving for a week, and how much is the upper crust's reticence to share anything with the “hired help” I can’t tell.
Lori says I should try one more firm before I decide to chuck architecture for good. Perhaps the problem has been that I’ve just been working for crappy firms.

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