Okay, well now I'm fired.
Two weeks severance. I got more than that when I got laid off from a part-time job.
Get this. They turned off my computer and blocked my access while I was in the office getting canned.
I know that's not uncommon, but jesus christ, I just told her yesterday that I knew I was going to be fired. I would've wreaked my vengeance weeks ago if that was my intention. Fortunately, I won't have to do anything because a lot of my tables are on my computer and if they wipe those they're going to lose a fair amount of data. Whatev. I did tell them that if they wiped my computer they'd lose data, but she just nodded and said IT would take care of that. They don't fucking know what they need to save. Not my problem now.
Sidenote: Three minutes before I was called in, new coworker cluelessly comes into my office and asks me where we can re-order the state unemployment pamphlets. The same one I got seconds later. Of course, Weasel Boss had told her to get more because she'd just gone to the drawer to get one for my package.
Benefits end tomorrow night. I'll have JZ fax the term letter to EM so we can get Emmett switched over seamlessly. I've guess I've got some time to do COBRA if I want.
I didn't really say anything except, "Okay."
Oh! Weasel Boss said, "You surprised me yesterday when you came in. At that time I didn't know any specific details." OMG, so mealymouthed. So self-justifying.
I walked out of Weasel's office, and realized that I had to give them my timesheet for this pay period because I had overtime. (They'll send it to me. It'll be worth a couple hundred extra.) And they had forgotten to ask for my badges.
God, they suck.
I almost forgot. The reason? My performance was inconsistent.
They won't contest unemployment benefits.
I'm off to put these checks (severance, vacation cashout) in the bank.