As I’ve been bitching about the past few days, my work is now enforcing a strict dress code… which means that I am seriously considering quitting, or better yet, getting fired.
Monday I showed up in my usual attire (sneakers, jeans, t-shirt, hoodie) and got a verbal warning. The next time I show up looking so unprofessional(!) I get sent home without pay. The third time I choose to defy the corporate gods, I get fired.
In order to buy myself some more time before making a stupid decision that I might regret, just to be able to say that I held my head high and took a stand for what I believe in… I’ve decided to burn up the rest of my vacation days. So now I have today, Wednesday and Thursday off. Friday I’m safe because it’s “Casual Friday.” But come Monday, I have a big decision to make.
I told myself that I was going to take these next three days to start looking for another job. Yeah right. These next three days are more like a sneak preview of what my life as an unemployed slob is going to be like. I didn’t think it was possible for me to spend even more time on the internet and in front of the TV. But somehow I managed to get even less things accomplished, with 8 extra hours added to my day.
In my defense, I did clean the kitchen today. But I think I only did that because Biggest Loser was on, and I made a promise to myself at the beginning of the B.L. season that I could only watch B.L. if I was doing something productive at the same time. (How else could I justify allowing myself to watch a two hour reality show about people working out?)
Once the kitchen was spotless, I rewarded myself with half a pot cookie, some American Idol, a little Big Brother, and a few classic episodes of Arrested Development.
So basically, I sat around all night and watched TV like it was my job. Which right now… it sort of is.
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