Ich bin kaput.
I returned from Peru on Monday, and by Wednesday, I was let go from my job. I'd be lying if I said I was completely heartbroken, but still, the news didn't exactly brighten my day.
The office is being quite nice about it. They're going to let me continue here while I look for a new job so that I can draw a salary and pretend to be still employed for the sake of my resume. I'm not sure how long that's going to last, though, and I have to make a few belt-tightening measures: canceling cable and internet service, and trying to talk my leasing company into letting me move into a studio from my one bedroom that I currently live in.
I don't really know what this means, or what comes next. I don't think that I'm really cut out for the corporate law world, and am looking at going back into academia, or maybe a think-tank. But if we're being honest, I'm pretty much scared shitless about what I'm going to do with my life now.
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