Bah! To hell with this!

Tomorrow will be the 2 month anniversary of me being fired. I hereby declare the period of mourning to be over. After considering how useless it is to be depressed and miserable all the time, and after a much needed boot in the posterior from the spousal unit, I am done with that crap. This post will be to tie off a few loose ends regarding this mess, and clear them out of my skull.
1. Yes, I did fuck up slightly. In no way do I believe it justified termination, but there is nothing I can do about it now. All I can do is learn from it and move on.
2. I will not volunteer any theories about why I was fired during future interviews. I did this once in the foolish belief that it is better to be honest. I strongly suspect that this resulting in me not being selected. Apparently honesty is not something that many HR managers appreciate.
3. My former employer (at least the individuals who made the decision) made a mistake. They threw away a skilled employee unnecessarily. Well FUCK THEM!!!, to be vulgar about it. Funny how this stuff never came up with the former manager I reported to. Bunch of boneheads.
4. The last 2 years with my former boss (often referred to as Napoleon by some former co-workers), have been mostly miserable. Very possibly I would have left voluntarily at some point anyway. The man has the personality of wet cardboard, but with the ego of Donald Trump, and the skills of damp dishrag. I can only hope that someday soon his bosses realize how truly ignorant he is, and that he is entirely dependent on his underlings. Look at it this way, before he came along our department lost 1 person in 5 years, after he took over we lost 5 in 2 years. I wish him much misery in future.

So that's it. That is a closed chapter. I'll continue to search for something else, start cleaning the house and packing in anticipation of having to sell and move, and hope for word from a certain particular place. I want to work at that place where I tested for 3 weeks ago. I want to leave the automotive industry, quality assurance, and maybe engineering in general. That is how bad the aftertaste is that I've been left with.
In the meantime, I'll go to the gym more to try to pack on some muscle and trim some flab; I'll play some games, write some blog entries, and try to be more pleasant to be around than I have been for the last 2 months.