…but you knew that.
But it appears I get to cement it in place once again.
You see, a few weeks ago I was signed on as an emergency sort-of contractor to do a Photoshop job at a mob in North Sydney called “Orbis”. It was mostly deep etching and doing basic upload & content managing work… real run of the mill grunt work for image freaks like me.
Anyway, it was to last two weeks originally and after the first week, they told me that I was only there for the first week and they were done with me.
Now, I had naturally assumed that because the predisposition of the nature of the workers in the same department as I was in was that they weren’t really Photoshop people (really, they could’ve mostly avoided using deep etching by a premise of using layers in Photoshop since it was all shot in light-tents) that I had done the work too efficiently and put myself out of a job too quickly.
That is apparently not the case.
My brother reports something-ish from the girl who he knows who coincidentally works there as well and who too coincidentally submitted my resume after they’d picked me out from a Julia Ross list of suggestions.
Apparently, I was let go a week early because they thought I was “weird”, or something to that effect.
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A bit odd, if you ask me. I mean, I know I’m weird, but how did they?
I came into work, put my headphones on, did my work, had a smaller lunch break because I didn’t know anyone in North Sydney and really didn’t care about staying there longer than I had to, had a Mentos or two at points, and when I was done with the day I went home.
I was business-y clothing. I drank my V. I didn’t have coffee. I smiled and answered things honestly. I didn’t even present freakish opinions like I normally would. I had muffins.
I’m not entirely sure what constitutes “weird” for companies, but it’s actually the second time I’ve been lightly dismissed from a place because someone has accused me of being “weird”.
Further, it’s almost as if me being “weird” is a bad thing. I would have thought that me being “weird” was as good as unique or cool or intriguing, but apparently for a company, “weird” is a terrible thing and we can’t have that.
Shit, now that’s just fucked up.