Getting Fired

107. For almost a year I had been working as a magazine writer at the University publication. I enjoyed it though  I have to agree that having deadlines and editors can really put enormous amount of pressure especially with such a perfectionist such as I. What was awful about it was that I made a tiny mistake on one of the articles and when my nasty editor found out about it she told our EIC and recommended that I should be let go in spite of the fact that I edited the piece and I made numerous apologies so no real harm was done anyhow. Our chief talked to me and gave me the news as gently as she could but I was devastated nevertheless. She made it out that I resigned voluntarily but it pained me just the same. They were a sad ungrateful bunch, I thought, and I even went out of my way beyond my expected duties to help them, especially for that one editor. Perhaps it was more than that mistake I made since I heard that they didn't like nurse writers because they only stayed for a short while; they well preffered those from journalism or mass communication courses with more free time and had vigorous, more interesting personalities. I went out of that office, angry and hurt, sobbing right into your arms, for you were waiting just outside. You herded me to our special place behind the laboratories where I would have some privacy and could spill my guts out to you. You were sympathetic with me and you got angry at them too. Life wasn't fair at all. After comforting me, you told me that they didn't deserve me and I would have other numerous opportunities to come my way and at least I had you. I felt better because of your words. It was alright, I couldn't stay there long anyway because our course became busier by the year and sooner or later I had to quit if I truly valued my studies. I think you also let me drown my sorrows at a nearby fastfood chain. Later on I just became a contributor to two other school publications, one from my own course. I graduated from my own course with flying colors and in many ways had my fair share of achievements from different colors of an artist's palette. Rejection was just one of those experiences I had to undergo for it's impossible for one person to please everyone. I was lucky to have your support at that difficult time, so I'd recover quickly than most.