* Mood: Shitty
* Listening to: Stay the Ride Alive - Gackt
* Reading: The Princess Bride
* Drinking: Pink and Yellow Lemonade (mixed)
So yesterday (the very end of my 1st REAL week of work) I was politely told that I had been terminated because of low DPH (donations per hour). I was led to believe that they wouldn't even BEGIN to think about firing me until my 3rd actual week of work (Technically it would be my fourth week because I had a training week last week, though I was told that wouldn't count either) and that as long as I was meeting my quota (an average of $30 an hour) by the end of the week that I was good.
No such luck.
So yesterday was a day of firsts. I got my first real pay check and I got fired.
I feel like a complete and utter failure, but I am trying to move on. I keep hoping if I listen to enough Gackt I'll feel better, and surprisingly he isn't helping. Stupid tele-fundraising job, stupid people who NEVER donate but wish you good luck and then HANG UP on you. I want a soda. *sigh*
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