Not so oriented.
I suppose i could be called dis-oriented. Which would be funny, if i felt like laughing at all.

Instead, I'm going to work at my old job. The one i love. Because I was told that i needed to find a job. When i did find that job, i was told it wasn't good enough and i needed a new job. Not just any job, though, the one of their chosing.

So, yes. There will be no Old Navy.
There will only be Focus.

No, I don't want to talk about it.