Tekkaman-James: I feel your pain, good sir. I work as a "contract employee" at my current job. For those who don't know, a "contract employee" is a fancy name for "that guy who works here that we can fire whenever we want with little to no repercussions." I try not to think of every day as potentially being my last day, but I always keep it in the back of my mind. This company has let me go before only to call me back a year later, so they've set a precedent.
My advice to you is to continue to do your very best with whatever assignment(s) they give you while, simultaneously, mentally and financially preparing yourself for unemployment. If you're prepared for it, there's a chance that Fate will favor you. Fate likes to catch us with our pants down, so as long as you are prepared, you should hopefully be able to roll with whatever happens.
I wish the best of luck to you, sir.
As for bad jokes, allow me to share the two that are included on the piece of Laffy Taffy that I have in front of me:
What store do dogs refuse to go to? The flea market!
Why did the baby ghost cry? 'Cause it had a boo-boo!
God damn those jokes really are bad! I love it haha. I'll find out tonight but after being screwed around so much it's really the only thing that comes to mind is being sacked.
