Can't live with them, can't live without them. [LINE] There's been huge encouragement from people around me, big outpour of empathy for what has happened. I am comforted. Thank you.
My brother was the last I informed within the family about my leave, and his words have been nothing short of supportive and endearing. That much I must say, they've always been there for me, and I love them dearly just as much. [LINE] I'm starting fresh, just that I have to put myself forward. Move on to be exact. I think I've bitched about the issue enough, it's just time to get on with what needs to be done.
What do I want to do now? Chill out by the beach, bask in the sun. :wink:
Gosh. it's like...I never knew it would take THAT long to reorganise computer files...I've spent like the last 4 hours just trying to put things where I want them - and it's already painful. Can't imagine when I'm 99% done! [LINE] It's official, I'm definitely being dumped. Maybe dumped isn't the right word - terminated.
I've been trying to explain the situation as subtly as I could, but I guess being in my position, it's just to darn difficult to swallow. Let's see:
1. I come and go as I please: - as long as I deliver, who cares how on earth I did it; 2. My visions aren't making money: - what else would they call it? Visions don't make money, working towards the visions do, and visions are not 24-hour datelined; 3. I'm a walking time-bomb: - that's a good one! I'm supposed to just treat mistakes like parties, ignorance as bliss, and agressiveness as love? 4. A year with me and I'm a bad partner: - sure, a year in the same company and I get the boot when money rolls in...and that is after knowing and working with me for more than 5? 5. Sarcasm is my middle name: - of course it is! Right after people can't get their clients to pay up after 4 to 14 months due? 6. Oh, the list goes on in much the same light.
I'm bitching. Yes I am. I remembered days on end I had spent with clients over dinner over beer, begging them for an opportunity to make the baby grow. Sure, it was shameless direct selling that made me feel like some ghetto whore, but for their dollar, I did it. Did I also mention I clinched the biggest name to add to the clientele just before I got the boot? So. Where did I go wrong. Correction, why am I the target of a random shootout in the heat of a moment?
I think I should wrap now. Nobody gives a hoot. Gin-nie+Eng-gel+Sur-ris. Thanks. :wink:
Darn I'm bored out of my wits. Trying to think of as many things to do but most of them are really off timing.
What's worst. I just realised how few friends I actually have to hang out with. Wait, let me rephrase that. As of the last couple of days, none that I can call.
Triple that - I'm still trying my ass ends to grapple the loss. This is not looking too good. :wink:
This is my first title with two words I guess :lol: [LINE] Change is inevitable. I wanna catch movies, go cycling, take a dive, relax. Now that I have time, wow, all these are finally gonna happen!
