Hey gang, I was curious if anyone had any experiences to share about being unexpectedly laid off from a job. I ask because... it happened to me last night. The franchise owner called in everyone working at the restaurant. After holding us up for 20 minutes, he went on and on about Ruby Tuesday in general and its aspirations to be on a new caliber of fine dining (don't hold your breath), and said that he had finally decided to close down our location. He said that he had been juggling this decision for a few months, and that since he was leasing the mall space month to month, now was a good time to get out. Strangely enough, he decided to close our doors in the middle of our summer patio season; we make the most money during this season. We received all of a single day's notice of the event, even though we had a sinking feeling it was going to happen soon enough. We talked about transferring to different stores and how to accomplish that. Worse, he really came off as a dick, talking about how the close was a good time to weed out people from other stores in an effort to reintegrate our staff. Since this guy has been notorious for being unable to pay for our checks several times while I've been working there, I imagine that it's a polite way of clipping a lot of schedules and minimizing a number of hours paid out. Never mind that being "new" somewhere else, it makes it that much more difficult to get the good shifts for tip money. I planned on moving back home at the end of the month anyway to spend some time with the fam before heading out west. Now, I'm doing my best to move by the end of the week. My landlord is cool about it as long as I pay him some prorated rent and clean up my shit. I'm a little bummed, though. Believe me, no one has an enduring love for the service industry, but I've gotten close to a lot of those kids. One guy, for instance, is still young and in college and he has said that he's really fond of me. I like him too; he's a great guy. We hung out for the first time last week, and I wistfully remarked that had I known he would be so chill to hang with, we would have downed Cape Cods more often. I'm okay. I'm living with my mom for a month. I'm trying to figure out what exactly there is to do back home for work. I guess that will fall into place somehow.