Well, I managed to get myself fired from the best place I have ever worked. And I shot my self in the foot slowly over pretty much the entire time I have been here. Today I was informed that I had reached the final straw when I didn’t realize we were getting close to the end of the haystack.

They are going to miss me, I am going to miss them. I am going to try to keep in touch and help out when I can. They are losing a very valuable resource and my boss loves me. She liked me to much so I managed to end up far out on the limb when it broke and can’t scurry back.

It was me coming in late. The little bits and slides of 10 to 15 minutes here and there over and over. Arrival time has been a problem for me from the very beginning and it was really bad there for awhile. I had gotten much better but didn’t realize that I had a drop dead time. I would waiver a little to one side or the other and thought I was doing good enough. I found out today that it has had a large impact. People didn’t trust that I would be there. The east coast stopped sending as much to Pubs as they should have and mistakes found their way to the clients.

It doesn’t matter that I have helped save them from other mistakes, it doesn’t matter that there are ways around dealing with my arrival time. I am an adult, I should be able to deal with this small issue and I didn’t.

When I stop to think about it, I hurt so much. I am so mad at myself for doing this to myself. And I am scared. I don’t know what I am going to do. I know jobs are out there, I know they are hard to find. I am going to have to fight to get one. I am scared of all the empty time I am going to have and how bad I am at filling it just on weekends. I get cobra and I get unemployment so that is good.

I have been untouched by the economy so far. Well I guess I get to feel it and find out what it feels like now.

Ouch.