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[Feb. 5th, 2009|04:00 pm] |
On tuesday two weeks ago, I interviewed at TripAdvisor's Newton office.
On wednesday last week, I received a job offer which I accepted.
On friday last week, I came in and met my co-workers and set up my cubicle.
On tuesday this week, I was an hour late.
On wednesday this week, I met with human resources to review the benefits package, my insurance, etc, and finally got my programming environment up and working. I was excited and eager.
On thursday this week, I slept through my alarm, was four hours late, and was politely fired.
I'm so ashamed. |
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Aw, hell. *hug* How on earth do you avoid something like that, though? I'd chalk this one up to Murphy's Law and/or cruel fate if I were you -- no shame!
This was completely my fault. I just don't want to delve too deeply in to the specifics.
From: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) rax
2009-02-05 10:34 pm (UTC)
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Even if it was completely your fault, that's pretty awful. Sorry to hear it, hope you find something else soon. :/
*hugs* Everything happens for a reason. Sorry that it didn't work out, though. :(
You need an alarm that escorts you to the land of wakefulness through the power of ungrounded voltage.
Damn shame, though.
Dude, that sucks. I'm sorry.
If you have to have shame, at least try and have it be productive shame.
If it helps, I was fired from my first real job after college for not showing up on time. No way to go but forward; that's unfortunately a law of physics.
And, yeah, it's not fun at all. It really sucks. | |
