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Grand and Gory Old Discordia

So, I'm ill today.

Lacking any better reason, I'm chalking it up to a funwithrage-esque allergic reaction to the phrase "The Burning Times", which was the title of a film about the Renaissance witch-craze that I saw in my Witchcraft Studies class last night. Seriously, does anyone sane call it that sincerely? I'm far from a chauvinist, but from the constant Lorena McKennitt backing track to the sounds of screams in the background during the gruesomely recited accounts of the "trials", they didn't miss a single chance to insult the intelligence of the audience. By the end I was left with a deep and nagging urge to burn most of those responsible at a stake, just for poetic justice. Contrary to expectations that might have been raised by this loving description, the professor actually pointed out that the film was blatantly biased before we watched it, and gave us some little hints on what to watch out for.

Oh, yeah, and the weather might possibly have something to do with it. But I like the first explanation better.

Due to a combination of said illness and various delays in my plans for this morning (mainly having to do with my groceries), I stayed home/called in sick from class and work today. In a thoroughly unexpected benefit, this made reception of my emailed termination notice far more prompt.

Considering how few hours I was working since school started, the income from there was more "useful" than "critical", so I'm more surprised than worried. But definitely surprised. The evaluations I'd gotten were uniformly stellar, but, I am guessing, not quite enough to make up for some trangression of mine. I can think of a couple that might have done it in the eyes of more stringent supervisors than events had led me to believe I had, namely my penchant for streaming web radio and the occasional blog entry from my desk, but if I was going to be fired for them it should have been weeks ago. The email, of course, mentioned no actual reasons, but simply a "we'll talk when you come in to return your keycard".

Huh. The odds are slim to none that I'd find a job more suited to my class schedule, and taking one less suited would be counterproductive, so I'll just leave it be. I should be fine. If deeply, deeply confused.

-D.

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doctorcomputer
Sep. 22nd, 2006 04:21 am (UTC)
Wait, they emailed you a pink slip?

That's pretty tacky. And I figure what with the job market desperate for people these days, they'd overlook the occasional visit to last.fm.

Ahh well, bugger 'em.
paleshadow
Sep. 25th, 2006 04:41 am (UTC)
Indeed they did, and a marvel of manager-ese vaguery it was. The closest thing to a reason there is "The situation just hasn't worked out for us, and perhaps not for you either." What exactly am I supposed to draw from that?

He'll apparently tell me more when I come in on Tuesday to return my keycard. I'm not really sure I want to hear it. I can, like I said, think of three reasons I might have been axed, and in none of the cases is there really anything to be gained from a conversation about them, except large piles of awkward.

-D.
(Anonymous)
Sep. 22nd, 2006 02:53 pm (UTC)
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A "witchcraft studies" class? What's one of those?
paleshadow
Sep. 25th, 2006 04:42 am (UTC)
Re: ...
A class where we study the history and particulars of witchcraft and pagan religions. What did you think it was, Hogwarts writ small? :D

-D.
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