My new roommate is also a contract attorney, so we've had LOTS to talk about. She compares it to working for the Dread Pirate Roberts.
As Wesley tells Buttercup in the Princess Bride, at the end of each day the Dread Pirate Roberts would say: "Goodnight Wesley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning." And this went on for years.
And so it is with contract work. We go to work everyday with the sure knowledge that it could be our last. And we're all the more neurotic for it.
Such was yesterday. I went to work. Diligently stared at a computer screen all day. And at 8pm I got a call from my staffing agency that I'd been cut from the project. while it was no surprise, it left me rather stunned. Funny how knowing that something is coming doesn't really take away the sting. Unemployment is incredibly dissettling.
I won't miss the project, but I will miss my coworkers and the paycheck. I really bond to the people I work with everyday - maybe it's the close quarters or maybe it's something to do with misery loving company. But I can also say that I've made some really good friends that I wouldn't have otherwise gotten the chance to get to know so well, but for working together as contract attorneys. The people are what make the job bearable.
On the bright side, I was able to move up my trip back home and now I leave tomorrow! (Gotta love Southwest - did you know that they'll let you change the dates of your trip after you buy your tickets? Revolutionary idea, right!?) Can't wait to meet my new little niece, Sofie.