Alright, alright, I know you're all probably dying to know where I've been this last week*
See, everyone talks about these "quarter-life" crisis' and all that jazz. I've always been a pretty "together" person. Sure, I have my dramatic side and when I'm around the family I can throw a pretty good freak-out but in general, over the years, I've become quite calm.
People tend to think I'm older then I am and the majority of my friends are 3 to 9 years older then me. So I've never really given this crisis a lot of thought. Most of my friends have been through it long ago.
Two Friday's ago, I was let go at my job. Most of it had to do with the Dragon-Lady who was condescending and belittling to me. She is the Pres' assistant and the only one who'd deal with being called at all hours of the day and night so they couldn't exactly fire her.
She also got one of the other ladies in on it and according to New Girl, those two are bestest buds now.
I was given a decent severance and my Boss sent around an email that made it sound like I'd quit. I was shocked, he was upset, and apparently everyone wondered "What the hell happened?!" In a small company though, not much you can do.
After this happened I immediately went to the library and got out half a dozen Working Girl books: How To Succeed in the Workplace, You're Hired, How to Get A Life, Don't Be A Dumbass, etc.
So I'm getting myself together - I went grocery shopping and bought $350 worth of food, household stuff and Gladware; I did the dishes and vacuumed; I even went for a couple walks over the week.
Tuesday I get a call that a friend of mine from High School has died in a car accident while he was in Australia. Of course, at the funeral there were a lot of people I haven't seen in a while. Even the people I was closest to in High School I only see a few times a year.
It's really hard when you don't see people (even for a few months - the last time I saw this group of friends was in May) and then you see them at something like a funeral.
What can you really say about a funeral? The service was nice, the reception was good and if he was here he would have loved it.
Needless to say, I've been doing a lot of thinking this past week. Thinking about what sort of job I'd really like to do, thinking about moving - maybe Vancouver, maybe the East, thinking about friends, thinking about what is important in life.
I broke down Sunday morning and cried to Blondie. I couldn't remember the last time I had cried (other then the funeral). I didn't cry when Pseudo and I ended things, or I found out he had a new gf, I didn't cry when my house flooded and I had to go live with my parents for four months, I didn't even cry when I got fired.
That's how I know I need a change and a big one. I think they call this the quarter life crisis. I'm not sure what I'll do yet, and for now the staffing agency is on the lookout to find me another position but I told them it may not be too permanent.
I guess I'll just have to wait and see.
*Who am I kidding
See, everyone talks about these "quarter-life" crisis' and all that jazz. I've always been a pretty "together" person. Sure, I have my dramatic side and when I'm around the family I can throw a pretty good freak-out but in general, over the years, I've become quite calm.
People tend to think I'm older then I am and the majority of my friends are 3 to 9 years older then me. So I've never really given this crisis a lot of thought. Most of my friends have been through it long ago.
Two Friday's ago, I was let go at my job. Most of it had to do with the Dragon-Lady who was condescending and belittling to me. She is the Pres' assistant and the only one who'd deal with being called at all hours of the day and night so they couldn't exactly fire her.
She also got one of the other ladies in on it and according to New Girl, those two are bestest buds now.
I was given a decent severance and my Boss sent around an email that made it sound like I'd quit. I was shocked, he was upset, and apparently everyone wondered "What the hell happened?!" In a small company though, not much you can do.
After this happened I immediately went to the library and got out half a dozen Working Girl books: How To Succeed in the Workplace, You're Hired, How to Get A Life, Don't Be A Dumbass, etc.
So I'm getting myself together - I went grocery shopping and bought $350 worth of food, household stuff and Gladware; I did the dishes and vacuumed; I even went for a couple walks over the week.
Tuesday I get a call that a friend of mine from High School has died in a car accident while he was in Australia. Of course, at the funeral there were a lot of people I haven't seen in a while. Even the people I was closest to in High School I only see a few times a year.
It's really hard when you don't see people (even for a few months - the last time I saw this group of friends was in May) and then you see them at something like a funeral.
What can you really say about a funeral? The service was nice, the reception was good and if he was here he would have loved it.
Needless to say, I've been doing a lot of thinking this past week. Thinking about what sort of job I'd really like to do, thinking about moving - maybe Vancouver, maybe the East, thinking about friends, thinking about what is important in life.
I broke down Sunday morning and cried to Blondie. I couldn't remember the last time I had cried (other then the funeral). I didn't cry when Pseudo and I ended things, or I found out he had a new gf, I didn't cry when my house flooded and I had to go live with my parents for four months, I didn't even cry when I got fired.
That's how I know I need a change and a big one. I think they call this the quarter life crisis. I'm not sure what I'll do yet, and for now the staffing agency is on the lookout to find me another position but I told them it may not be too permanent.
I guess I'll just have to wait and see.
*Who am I kidding
23 comments:
Hope everything works out for you (just you wait!) :)
I hope you get a job soon. I don’t think it’ll be long before us Americans take a lesson from the Mexicans and start moving north looking for better lives.
I have lots to say re: losing a job because that was me a year ago this month.
An email is on the way so I'm not bogarting your comment section.
Everybody needs to cry some time so don't bottle up, that's why you have us!!!
Good luck on the job hunt :-)
This is why I make a rule of not working with dragons.
Too hot.
Crying seems to sneak up on you when you least expect it - especially when you're not usually a crier. Hope the job hunt is successful!
Iguana may turn on you - might want to rethink that farm. :) It's rough having older friends and everyone just assumes you are old enough to deal with things like 1/4 life crises'.
PS - Love the "For Dummies" and "don't be a dumbass" series of books
Alice I'm so sorry to hear what a shit week you have had! F that job, one thing I can tell you (since I'm old) is it really is true that when 1 door closes 3 more open. You will nail a way better job and it will all work out.
So sorry to hear about the loss of your friend :(
As for places to move...what about LA? We could totally use a new Mean Girl out here!
My vote is for Vancouver. And I seem to remember tears at a certain wedding (there was a lot of alcohol involved though ;) ).
I hear NY is nice. Plus, there's this really cool blogger who lives there.
Hang in there girl. You're obviously smart. Things will turn out great.
I was wondering where you went=)
I think you should take a nice little break...maybe work at the restaurant more for a little while? Sounds like some free time will do you good.
I'm sorry to hear about your friend, funerals are never easy.
I hope things start to clear up for you!!
Good luck job hunting! I recently had a breakdown too; I'm about to change stuff big-time as well.
It's kinda exciting, though, eh? Wondering what the world's gonna bring your way.
Good luck finding something else, something great! At least you're looking at it as an opportunity to maybe make a change, so it may turn out to be a good thing in the end. Believe me, I've spent a few periods of time unemployed not knowing where my next paycheque is coming from and it's not a nice place to be, but you're a survivor!!!
Hang on in there, I'm sure you'll find something soon! And I heartily recommend Toronto, it's lovely.
Oh girl...good luck!!
At least you were able to finally cry and get some bottled up tension out.
You do what you need to.
I'm sorry to hear about your friend. You'll get over this hump!
Good luck with everything. You'll be able to make it through!
I'm so sorry about your friend.
Good luck in the upcoming weeks-- it's a lot to handle all at once, but you will make it through.
I'm sorry to hear you've had a rough time of it lately. But when you have that sort of a good cry and decide that maybe it's time for things to change...that's when wonderful things start to happen for you. The best is yet to come for you :)
So sorry to hear about your job and your friend from high school. I know what that feels like.
Hugs :)
All these changes will one day bring great things (I sound like a cheesy dial-a-psychic). Just hang in there, monkey!
xox
Wow, shit. I just read this. I'm so sorry to hear about all this! Ack! But like everyone else said, maybe this was for the best. Everything happens for a reason, right? I am glad you seem to be doing okay with it all. You're a tough, tough cookie, girl.
I think I am having one huge year and a half-long (and counting) quarter-life crisis. I am sorry for your loss and can truly say I've been there...still am there. And I hope things look up - for the both of us!
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