close to the end?

Looks like my days at 911 Alarm is coming to an end. Before leaving for good this morning, a co-worker tipped me off that I'm gonna get terminated. She's just looking for the opportunity to do so. And yeah, it was still because of that Labor Day episode. So before I get fired, I'm gonna resign. Although of course I'll make sure I have another job before I leave.

How sad.

I accepted this job full of ideals and good intention. And for what? I'm getting fired because of a whim. It's shattering, disillusioning, hurtful.

I guess I'm still numb. Even though the other new Sales was fired just yesterday--when I wasn't here at the office by the way. Even though I could see for myself that the employee turnover here is indeed alarmingly high. Even though several others are already planning to resign too.

So much for my first job.

Right now I'm grieving for my impending resignation. Because the truth is I like this company, I like this job. I tried my best. But she just had to butt in and ruin everything.

I know I promised I wouldn't let her ruin this for me. But I know I've got to bail out of this before things get worse. Self-preservation comes before pride, I guess.

Shit. I hate this.