JS and I and some other girl (who was not our old co-worker SD, curiously) had been re-hired by C-company, a place I recently worked for until the company’s haemorrhaging of funds led to everyone being laid off. C-company was now being run out of a residential basement, much like W-company, which JS and I also worked for.
After a few days of not really having anything to work on or any clear goals, we were informed by TB (wife of owner, nice lady) that, as we could probably tell, the company already wasn’t working out so well and they would have to let us go.
I remember feeling sorry for JS, who had left her job at J-company for this (for some reason, she had said she’d never work for the C-company bunch again). However, she seemed fairly confident that slight humiliation aside, it would not be a problem getting her job back there.
Curiously I received both a text from TB and an IM from JS the very next day. Eeerie!