Manna from heaven?

The oddest thing has happened today.

I had to return to work after the long Christmas break, and had had a few realisations that I really am not at all happy in the new job.

I worked out over Christmas, what it is I found to be strange about the people I work with, and it's that there has been zero interest in me or my life outside of the job; no questions about my marital status, what my son does, family, nothing.

Now I have no need to be the centre of attention, and in fact, I quite like it when I am allowed to blend in and just get on with it.

But I have never come across such a disinterested bunch.

Nice enough, don't get me wrong, but just not truly personable. They are very into each other, with the shortest served time there being 4 years, and there really is no room for anyone else.

Anyway, I was really depressed for the last few days of the holiday, just dreading having to go back to this sterile environment - I can honestly say, I have rarely disliked a job so much. it wasn't only the cliqueiness of the people, it was also the content of the job - in a word, DULL. I'd been activley searching on the net most of the week, and planned that as soon as something less oppressive and rigid came along, I'd be gone.

I hate to let people down though, and after training me and all that, I would have felt bad.

I went in this morning with a heavy heart, knowing that this was to be my life 5 days a week for the foreseeable.

I did a couple of hours work, and then my boss asked to see me, along with the General Manager.

We sat down, and he confirmed everything I'd been feeling from the people I'd been working with, by saying that he did not feel I fitted in because I am 'too friendly'.

There was also some talk about me having been heard to swear at the Christmas party (which I have zero recognition of, but it turns out was just a very throw away comment to a colleague who was not the least offended, overheard by someone else who 'reported' it!) and that this could be sackable!
I accept this in some ways, but wonder how it holds up in comparison to the story that is legendary in the company, about the young fellow that has worked there for 4 years, who actually puked all over a table of drinks that the boss was sitting at, at one of the Christmas party's.
But the relevance of all that my social indiscretion entails is a bit of a mystery when all is said and done, and I'm fairly confident that this was thrown in the mix as a way of not making it seem like an unfair situation.....which as it turns out, I don't think it is!
I have been allowed to leave right away but can still expect to be paid for the next month, with a reference as to how 'helpful, hard-working and intelligent' I am, and I could not be happier!

I have been so uptight as to how I was going to get out of this sooner rather than later, and really felt I'd have to give it at least a year for the sake of fairness and the old CV.

The relief is just immense.

I already have an interview lined up for tomorrow morning, for a PA position at a very local Equestrian centre.

I'll only panic when and if it's time to panic, but as it stands, I am really happy with the way it's turned out so far!

I knew my big gob was going to do me good one of these days, and really, if being too friendly is what makes me not fit in with those Stepford style robots, that'll do for me.