Finishing up work today, boss calls me into his office. Handed me my final check and said, "I'm sorry, it's just not working out. Please have your stuff cleared out when you leave today."
I'm just......sigh. One of my (now former) coworkers was kind enough to give me a lift home since I didn't have the car today. It's just so depressing. Things are happening in patterns right now. FMIL gets cancer, Sister/MOH is having a baby, I lose my job. That means something good is going to happen next. Right?
If it's not too much trouble can someone post a gif of a cute puppy? I know that would help. That and this large glass of wine in my hand.