It’s lunchtime on Tuesday, and I haven’t checked any email or calls. Friday is my last day. I just don’t give a fuck.
I just need to bring their shit back sometime this week (close to my house). I feel bad because my immediate supervisor was a nice guy. But the job was total crap.
They barely gave me anything to do, wouldn’t let me do what I could, and judging by how fast they wanted to get me out the door, I was probably getting laid off soon anyway.