It’s been a year since I was fired from that site of which we don’t speak of. It was the Monday after Hoboken St. Patty’s Day. I walked into the office right on time (9am) and everyone was there, which was rare despite numerous threats from the “President”. On top of everyone being there, I said “Hey guys” and no one responded. Ah okay. This is how it’s going to end. “Neal, can I see you in the back room?” Yup, time to dust off the resume.
I walked out of that sweat factory without saying a farewell and neither did anyone else. I got home to see that I’d been unfollowed and unfriended. I didn’t hear a word from anyone on that staff. And if it weren’t for a not-so-chance encounter while freelancing 6 weeks after the deed was done, I still wouldn’t have heard from anyone. I was called a douchebag and a dick one minute then lauded the next. Fingers were pointed. Blame spread. I was the hero and the villain.
All because I didn’t like myself or my lot in life. I had (still have) a caustic sense of humor that was lost / misplaced on my fellow coworkers. To this day, I still chuckle (and get angry) that they didn’t understand that giving someone an F+ is a joke. For a site that claims to know everything, they’ve never seen/heard of Tenacious D’s “Friendship Test“.
It’s been a weird year since I walked out of that sh*tbox. I wrote for GuySpeed and theFW. I reviewed episodes of ‘Louie’ and ‘Always Sunny’ for TVFanatic. I began co-hosting Tri-State Sports Guys, landed a swank job at Dailymotion, and started doing stand up.
I’d like to think I’m in a way better position than I was last March. I have health insurance for one. That’s great because I’ve almost completely stopped working out and currently my heart hurts. I’m also trying to get the night terror situation worked out.
It’s as if I never worked there. Almost 2 years of my life have gone missing. It was never my intention to make others feel bad or insignificant. I honestly don’t think I deserved the treatment I received, but when 10 people ignore/block you, I must’ve been doing something wrong. I use it as fuel. Knowing what I know now, I should’ve unleashed hellfire before making my exit. I just hope at some point each of those people in that room realized just how big of a mistake they made when they decided to never reach out to me.