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TightwadSquarepants
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Last night (Tuesday the fifth), under the "Is RZK Stunting" subject, I made some comments for which I would like to apologize. While I will not get into the specifics (you can read it for yourself, after all), I made the poor decision to go "personal". It was wrong, and I am sorry, Nicole. And although I am not looking for an "it's okay" from anyone, I do think if I decide to make comments like that in public, I should also apologize in public.
I don't think it is any big secret that I have been holding onto a lot of animosity towards HVBC for my unexpected dismissal in July. It would be like trying to ignore that proverbial big red elephant in the room. It is also no secret most of my anger was pointed in the direction of management, either.
What really hurt more than that after the shock of getting fired wore off, however, was the reception, or lack thereof, I received from my former coworkers. I guess I was just expecting more than I got in terms of people staying in touch with me and making sure I was okay. And with one or two exceptions, that just didn't happen. And it feels like this huge betrayal by people whom I have thought to be some of my best friends in the world. Some of these people, keep in mind, I've worked with for five, ten, even fifteen years. It's just not what I thought would happen. I think why I lashed out so badly was because I wanted them to feel how much I hurt. Two wrongs don't make a right.
So not only have I lost a job that is pretty much the only thing I have ever known, but I feel like I lost my family. And now that I lost my new job at the bookstore, all I have left professionally is a part-time radio job. While I like working at QUT, I feel like a collosal failure because it doesn't appear there are going to be any opportunites to get back into my chosen vocation on a full-time basis anytime soon in this market. I guess my frustration at the situation boiled over last night. Not an excuse, just trying to explain where I am.
I don't think it is any big secret that I have been holding onto a lot of animosity towards HVBC for my unexpected dismissal in July. It would be like trying to ignore that proverbial big red elephant in the room. It is also no secret most of my anger was pointed in the direction of management, either.
What really hurt more than that after the shock of getting fired wore off, however, was the reception, or lack thereof, I received from my former coworkers. I guess I was just expecting more than I got in terms of people staying in touch with me and making sure I was okay. And with one or two exceptions, that just didn't happen. And it feels like this huge betrayal by people whom I have thought to be some of my best friends in the world. Some of these people, keep in mind, I've worked with for five, ten, even fifteen years. It's just not what I thought would happen. I think why I lashed out so badly was because I wanted them to feel how much I hurt. Two wrongs don't make a right.
So not only have I lost a job that is pretty much the only thing I have ever known, but I feel like I lost my family. And now that I lost my new job at the bookstore, all I have left professionally is a part-time radio job. While I like working at QUT, I feel like a collosal failure because it doesn't appear there are going to be any opportunites to get back into my chosen vocation on a full-time basis anytime soon in this market. I guess my frustration at the situation boiled over last night. Not an excuse, just trying to explain where I am.