uh… CONGRATULATIONS!!

My very good, and very smart, friend, graduated from Harvard a year ago. She then moved to Manhatten and has been working for an investment banking firm. She enjoys finance, but cannot stand her job! Everyday I listen to her trials and tribulations of not being challenged, not getting along with her coworkers, not enjoying her group, not being interested in where she was placed against her wishes. I think to myself, see–this is exactly why I don’t have a “real job” yet. Sure, she makes good money, and looks really good on paper, but she has a miserable existence! In the meantime, she had been interviewing with other firms with the hope of landing a spot in a place more suited to her needs and desires. I am very supportive and know she will be brillant whereever she goes. She finally found her dream job (for now) and completed the interview process. She thought she totally bombed, but ended up with a fabulous offer which she excepted several days later. We will soon be on our way to the West Coast for a new and hopefully, but most likely, better job (I’m am going with her the first week to help her get acclimated).
She decided to wait until she received her bonus to tell her firm she would be leaving and that they could all… you know what. But the funniest thing happened. The other day, I get an elated phone call from my friend telling me she was just fired! “Oh,” I say. She goes on to tell me that they called her in for a chit chat only to tell her they noticed things weren’t exactly working out and that she has two options–make a substantial effort to improve (she had pretty much stopped caring- being that her new job was already landed), or accept a package for leaving. Of course, she takes the latter–six figure bonus, two months worth of paychecks, and assistance finding a new job. “CONGRATULATIONS!” And Bon voyage! Off to the West Coast with a very nice parting gift. SUCKERS!
The real world is so full of $hit.