I just got let go from the first job that I have ever loved. I've been there for 3 months, and for the first time in my life was excited to get out of bed at 5am to work my ass off. I am very confused to the reason I lost it though. I had no problems with attendance, no problems though out my training, and was at a point to where I could handle all of the functions and operate by myself if need be. They sent me on a business trip to a conference that enabled me to take on more responsibility in the position I was in, and I really felt like I was on a track to succeed in the company.
So I walk in today, and am blindsided. Boss tells me to go upstairs. I thought I was about to get my review (I'd been waiting for boss to be back from vacation), and was surprised when the conversation started out as an exit interview. Apparently, there was a supervisor that had some things to say about me. Not once during my time there did anybody ever talk to me, or tell me they have a problem with me. Not one write up, nobody ever pulled me to the side, nothing. What was said to me in the meeting was complete heresay, and their reason was completely fabricated for the termination. I fought it. I was mad. The fact that I was terminated for someone's personal reason, and a lie about it being my performance makes me infuriated. For 3 months I was essentially hazed for being the rookie, and was at most times the only person actually doing any work. I tried to be proactive, I did what I needed to do, but in the end, I got the shaft because a neckberd beta had a personal problem with me. There were other problems with a cult leader being a top investor in the company, but that conversation is going to come later. (Not joking either, the situation was somewhat cucked).
At any rate, it's a bittersweet occasion. I'm infuriated because I loved what I was doing, and it was my first job in the industry I'm going to school for, but at the same time happy, because I was around a group of people that weren't genuine to me. I'm so happy I don't have to waste my time with fake people anymore. I forgive, but I definitely don't forget. Time to get my mind off of this for a day or so, and go get a job where people actually give me some respect.