The Bittersweet Taste of Finality

Today was truly a historic one. I went to Eugene today and picked up my completed transcripts, and sent them off to NOVA to begin my Visa application. I was the first person for summer term to be awarded their degree. I am now officially a graduate, and alumnus of the University of Oregon, after much hard work and drinking.

So there it is. The sweet, succulent taste of finality.

I know, don't remind me. The bitter. Always with the bitter. This Yin and Yang business is beginning to be an all to constant presence in my life. I knock down one barrier only to have another of a different kind present itself.

I'm getting ready to go home from work today, and Mike, the boss, gets off the phone so he can ask me if I want to come in tomorrow. I say yes, of course, since I didn't come in for Labor Day. Then he adds that next week, Rindy will be starting back up there full time since she quit her job at JC Penney cause she didn't like it. "So either tomorrow, or maybe Friday then, will be your last day."

Thanks, Fuck-o. Way to fire me so you can pay your slack ass daughter to quit her jobs and not aspire to anything. Way to leave me completely high and dry with an afternoon's notice and two months until I leave for Japan. Way to give me no way to save up for my plane ticket, or my beginning expenses.

The worst part about it, is that he's really fucking himself over. Rindy's a phenomenally shitty worker, and even at her best, she's nowhere near as good as me, and my father's going to tell Mike he's only going to come in 4 days a week now, because gas prices are making him lose money rather than earn it. So now he's losing all of his computer support, his efficiency and his knowledge base, because he just doesn't know how to run a business.

But the worst part is, no matter how much he's shooting himself in the foot, no matter how fucked he is now cause of it, I'm still out of a job.

Time to go stop in at Haggen's. Maybe Wild Oats. Maybe check Craig's list. Maybe shoot Mike in the nutsack. Whatever.