Early Weekend
Posted by harlan on 08 Feb 2008 at 04:13 pm | Tagged as: talking to the void
I’m sorry, yesterday I lied when I said I had lost my job.
No, I’m only kidding, I really did lose my job.
The only thing I seem to be able to do is relive my meeting with the HR woman, thinking of things I should have said and imagining how the outcome could have been different.
I’ve also been reading Neal Stephenson’s classic, Snow Crash, which usually makes me feel better. But today I’ll read about half a page and realize I have no recollection of what happened in those paragraphs, because I’m going through that meeting with my stupid HR woman again.
I haven’t called my sister to tell her about this, because I know exactly what she’ll say, and I don’t want to hear it.
Richard called once — from his cel phone, not the work phone — during the day, but I let it ring through, although about half the time I wish I wouldn’t have, because part of me wants to know what they’re saying about me at work. I guess the part of me that doesn’t want to know wins for now.
I haven’t said a single word to another person today, although I’ve done plenty of talking. Haven’t gone outside, either. I don’t plan to do anything different tomorrow.
Isolation score: Let’s just assume it’s at a really high number until further notice
I assume you have Richards number, call him.
He called for a reason and it wasn’t to pick on you.
I think Ann is right. You need a friendly voice more than anything.
Don’t do what I did tonight and eat a Blizzard.
Could it be that HR told him to take the day off on your last day at work? and he’s calling to check up because he didnt know what was going on?
I think it would be a good idea to talk to him, whether he calls or you call. at least then you’ll stop wondering. and the voices and scenario will change.
You don’t have to call Richard. I think we are just waiting for something to happen since your life has become pretty much of a story to follow to us, but I don’t think that talking to him really would change anything.
Call Richard back, for pete’s sake. From what you’ve said, he’s become a pretty good friend. He probably just wants to offer his commiseration and see how you are.
And the replaying? There’s no getting away from that. But it will eventually go away. Really.
the interactive truman show…
Could Richard be calling for a date? I’m just wondering–hope I didn’t beat Harlan Quin to the punch line…
I’ve gotta agree with everybody - you should call Richard back.
Preferably before he finds out that you’ve resigned, as it’s better for him to hear it from you than from him. That way he will think of you respectfully, rather than looking down on you and wanting not much else to do with you.
As you said, he’s the closest thing to a best friend you have right now. You don’t want to ruin that.
Call Richard, don’t call Richard, who cares. I suggest that to lift your mood you go to your favorite big box retailer and steal something challenging.
…like Faye, who works in housewares.
Sometimes when I have gone several days without talking to anyone, I lose track of whether or not I am talking to myself. I’ll think something (or maybe I said it out loud) and then wonder “did I actually say that or did I just think it?” I am slightly drunk and brilliantly morose this evening. However, this is a busy social weekend - out both Friday and Saturday nights - so I’m already overwhelmingly lonely. So much so that I’m going to sit on the couch and watch tv in the dark pretending not to cry. It helps to know that I’m not the only one whose isolation score is mathematically beyond description. Are we at 10^googolplex yet?
Well, you’ve got good taste in literature, anyway.
I’m sorry about the job.
American jurist. As an associate justice of the U.S. Supreme Court (1877–1911) he was known for his outspoken dissenting opinions. His grandson John Marshall Harlan (1899–1971) also served as an associate justice of the Court (1955–1971).
I just read an article in the local rag that you might find inspirational, Harlan. It says that a person or persons unknown managed to leave without paying for a “$12,000 home theatre suite” from the Best Buy down the road one afternoon last week. I assume that the store manager followed company policy by doubling the amount of the loss for insurance claim purposes before reporting it, but that’s still pretty impressive. Dare to dream, Harlan.
It sucks to replay a traumatic scene over and over again like a movie reel. Maybe it’ll help to just keep yourself busy.
You do what you need to do Harlan. Take it easy on yourself, kiddo.
call your sister.
Call his sister what?
Sister of Harlan - the dissenting Jurist