The call came even before I got home from work today. The temp-wrangler cajoled SO into taking the message (even though she didn't want to) that there is no more work at Company, Inc., and I should not bother to come in tomorrow. But, I can come in if I want to clean out my desk.
A co-worker and I will be filing for unemployment later on this week. Such fun.
And I got another rejection email today. The torture never stops.
But, I have a cool new ringtone on my phone:
|  | My Cubicle For all the temps who HAVE jobs (audio). |
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