No, Chef

So... I'm going to make this post short and sweet right now.  I got let go from the restaurant today.  Via a text message.  While I was shopping.  Yeah, awesome, right?  (I know, it took me a while to process it, too.)  Said they're over-staffed.  To say I was crushed is a bit of an understatement.  Still am... and I'm fearful I've lost my chance in 'the biz' and won't get another opportunity.  As it was while I was shopping and it was impossible for me to break down in the middle of a shopping mall, I did what any self-respecting girl does when she's depressed; I bought shoes.  Lots of shoes.  And 'on sale' shoes.  I had to for the wedding in August anyways, so killed two birds with one stone.

I'm going to leave my phone aside and go and have a quiet night and get to bed early.  It's been an exhausting day.  Before you write back, yes I know the good that can come of the situation or the potential for better or.. whatever.  I *know*...so please don't write and tell me these things.  I don't care to hear them today.