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So, this is the first time I've been able to update from my living room, the Fiber Optic connection was made yesterday. Woot! And to celebrate the occasion, I was fired from work. 
Yes, after 2 1/2 years with the company, my employment was terminated. It appears that in the rush to finish up a small job on a last minute customer on thursday I committed the cardinal sin of auto mechanics and lost focus, apparently overlooking final torque on the wheel I had replaced a valve stem on. No worries, no one was hurt, the wheel simply began to shift so they pulled over and found the problem. 
So, I'm off to see how pointless it will be to apply for mechanics positions after being fired for negligence. this is just a big bucket of suck. F.T.W., and goodnight.

Current Mood:
disappointed disappointed
Current Music:
W./I.F.S. / Friend to the Friendless
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On April 28th, 2007 01:11 pm (UTC), moonshadow commented:
*hugs*

That sucks. Best of luck in finding a new job.
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On April 28th, 2007 03:37 pm (UTC), dementiapraecox commented:
That's awful, I'm sorry. And good luck finding a job. But at least no one was hurt, that would've been an extra world of crap.
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On April 28th, 2007 03:39 pm (UTC), lovelymuffie commented:
That's bull. You were one of the best if not THE best mechanic they had at that shithole, and correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't you the ONLY one really certified? Fuck 'em, they weren't paying you what you deserved anyway.

Good luck on the job hunt, babe *hug*
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On April 28th, 2007 03:46 pm (UTC), underwatercolor commented:
*hugs* Hope you find something better. :)
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On April 28th, 2007 04:26 pm (UTC), oneagain commented:
Say often, over and over again:

"I now move on to a wonderful new job that uses my talents and pays me what I am worth. I work with people who value me and I do a terrific job".

100 times when you wake up each morning; it will take you only a few minutes.

You needed to leave that place anyway.

*hugs*
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On April 28th, 2007 04:51 pm (UTC), superfinemind commented:
Oh dear. *hug*

On a mostly unrelated note, something came up in one of my classes that made me think of you: you asked a while back if there was any evidence for alcohol improving focus or concentration or something.

Apparently alcohol does increase dopamine levels in the brain, and can have similar effects to prescription stimulants in that respect.

Have you ever been checked out for ADHD?
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On April 28th, 2007 04:52 pm (UTC), xcuriouslycutex commented:
i already talked to you but still i comment
ello love, we'll be super ok with the loss. you'll find a new job and be happy again, and i'll be here with the mac and cheese to comfort and support you through it all. i love you david!


Love,
Wifey
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On April 28th, 2007 04:58 pm (UTC), collectively commented:
That is lameness and lameosity! *hugs* Good luck finding a new job.

(And hey, give me a call sometime. I haven't seen you in ages and I still have your ring. Which I will soon declare MY ring if you don't come and claim it. ^_^)
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On April 28th, 2007 11:26 pm (UTC), gravitrue commented:
You drove past me and oneagain a few hours ago while we were stopped at a traffic light; I thought you looked pretty serious and not very happy. Sorry to hear I was right. But I concur with the above; that didn't sound like the best place for you. Maybe you could get some references from customers? I'd tell folks you did a nice job on my car...

One time, my friend's dad Ken was working on my friend Dave's car. Dave was dating Ken's step-daughter. The car was a gold 1975-ish Firebird with almost as much bondo as sheet metal. Ken was a building contractor, he just owned enough trucks that he had a lift and tools too. He didn't tighten the nuts.

A little while after picking the car up, Dave was driving through East Orange with Bruce in the passenger seat. East Orange is a mostly-black city next to Newark NJ, Dave was kinda redneck/metalhead, and East Orange made him a bit uncomfortable, which just made the whole thing funnier.

Dave stops, and the wheel doesn't. Back passenger wheel just keeps on rolling down the street; I think it crossed an intersection, but it had the light so it didn't get whacked. Dave yells at Bruce to go get the wheel, Bruce jumps out and runs down the street chasing it, it hits a curb or something and stops, Bruce rolls it back up the street; Bruce was kinda skinny and it was a wide tire. They go to jack the car, but, well, that corner is on the ground. They find a payphone and call up their friends, and three or four of us drive over and help pick up the back of the car by the bumper so that Dave can get a jack under it. Dave got the wheel back on and we all drove home. In retrospect, I'm impressed that the bolts weren't stripped.
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On April 29th, 2007 02:11 am (UTC), sailor_red commented:
I'm sorry to hear it, but I'm sure you'll find something better that pays you what you deserve. You're an awesome mechanic. If they're going to fire you for one mistake after all of those years then they were probably fucktards that were foolishly looking for a reason to get rid of you. You're better off without that. I'll ask Andrew if he's knows of any shops that are hiring. It's worth a shot, anyway. I love ya, take care, and keep your chin up.
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On April 29th, 2007 04:57 pm (UTC), embelia commented:
im sorry to hear about that hunny, give me a call. i miss you!!! hope things get better!
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