Yesterday, I was "let go" from my job. At around noon, I got an email from Office Manager saying that he needed to meet with me at 4:45pm. I knew nothing good was going to come from this meeting, but I didn't quit realize I was going to get fired.
In a nutshell, they ran out of work for me to do. If you follow my blog, you know that I was recently moved from my initial attorney position to a different position where I was doing mostly insurance subrogation collections. We were supposed to get a few hundred of these cases, so I was going to be really busy - or, so I was told.
As of yesterday, we had received fourteen subrogation files. As of the middle of last week, I had finished working on all of them. Evidently, I should have slowed the fuck down.
If they get any more files, they'll give me a call to do some work on an hourly basis but, as of right now, I'm out of work. The part that really pisses me off is that my Boss didn't even have the balls to tell me this in person. He wasn't even in the office at the time, so I couldn't go out in a blaze of glory.
On the bright side, it's not like I lost a job that I liked. Coincidentally, I have a meeting with my college's alumni career services person today. Maybe that will be enlightening.