Thursday, March 30, 2006

What goes around, comes around...and around?

So, amidst thinking of ways to quit my job or find a better one, Fate has somehow answered my question. It's ironic that earlier today that I was telling a friend that if I got fired, I wouldn't even blink because I'm fortunate enough to have a couple leads to better (and safer) places to work. So I go into work today...only to find out I was fired. Let's just say I was stunned. Not because I was surprised or anything, just that I was stunned that even though I saw it coming it came pretty fast.

Oh well, it's just as well. So while I was getting fired, there was a client in the office who heard everything (I think) because as I was waiting at the bus stop, she pulled up and handed me her business card.

"Did you just get fired as a receptionist?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"I was in the office at the time. Here's my card, my office is looking for a receptionist."

She handed me a pink card with a shoe on it.

"What kinda business is this?" I asked.

"I work in the adult entertainment industry."

Needless to say, I was stunned and touched that she was sweet enough to offer me a job after I had just been fired. Who said people in the adult entertainment industry were bad? They're just misunderstood. I thanked her and put her card in my pocket. Not that I'd consider taking the job, but just because it was an ironic experience. If I was desperate enough to just get any job, perhaps I would've given her a call (please, it's not like she asked me to play a receptionist in an adult film. She asked me to be a receptionist in an office that happens to do that kinda stuff), but right now I just need a job in the legal field.

So anyhoo, I don't really feel anything about this whole experience. In a way, everything bad turned out fine. I wanna thank everyone who consoled me and pointed out that this was probably a blessing in disguise. I was looking to quit, mainly because I really did not like working by myself at night in a ghetto neighbourhood (someone got shot a couple days ago near there!) and I also hated talking to clients of the office. Especially the types of clients that office received: poor people. My job was to ask for payment and honestly, when you talk to poor people about money it is suddenly a touchy topic and they get all hostile. I now understand what Biggie meant when he said he didn't understand people with "short money". Amen.

This probably couldn't have come at a better time anyway. I have three more weeks of school left and I should really be focusing on finishing third year (!) instead of worrying about whether I'd be robbed and attacked each night.

So in a way, I guess you could say there may have been a cosmic force behind this whole experience. And I did learn something from this, as I do with all 'experiences': be careful what you wish for because you just might get it.


Kathy said...

Wow. The following questions came to mind while I was reading your entry:

A)Why would they fire a fine receptionist such as yourself?

B)Where did you work that was so dangerous?

Most importantly,

C)Did the lady look like an adult film star?

spinderella said...

AT first i didn't think she worked in adult entertainment, shelooked like a normal nice lady. but then after i guess i could see it. she had those pencil-thin eyebrows..