I was let go from my job on Thursday. They found out I was looking for work so they let me go "so I could chase my dreams." Talk about passive-aggressive bullshit.
I can't say I'm sorry to see the back side of that place, but I kind of need the paycheck.
It certainly has made me less trusting of people, though. I told two people there that I was looking and one of them must have said something to the owner. I hope she's losing sleep over it.
It just reinforces my hatred of people and makes me wonder why I keep letting people in. What's the point? They'll invariably turn around and stab you in the back, so why bother? I continue to trust people and it continues to get me nowhere, so I'm going to have to stop doing that, somehow.
