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Hubby came home today with the oh-so-lovely news that he'd been laid off. This was completely unexpected.
The company he work(ed) for is so fucking weird. One minute they're all "we want to be like a big family." And the next minute they're laying off long-time devoted employess for what would appear to be no real good reason. (And I'm actually NOT talking about my hubby here). We got a letter in the mail the other day about the company's profit sharing plan and how wonderful things are and "Thank you for the part you played in our success!" was underlined in pen especially for him (I thought). I guess the bossses just sat and underlined that stupid line for everyone.
My favorite part of the letter is where they start quoting bible verses about how and why things are so wonderful with the business. I don't believe in god, but I do believe that if he/she/it exists, he/she/it probably doesn't give a flying fuck about some stupid construction company.
They've been laying off people here and there since he started working for them (2 years ago). Every single one of them was a shock to the employees. Quite a few were very long time employees. They would have these company meetings and try to justify their decisions...the wasy hubby explained these meetings, it always sounded like a lot of excuse making and hemming and hawing to me. And I would always think, "gee, these guys will cut you off at the knees if you look at 'em funny... wonder when will be next?"
Hubby suffers from depression and I know it has caused some productivity issues in the past. But he's sooooo very talented and he's so ridiculously devoted. He's done some incredible work for these guys. Customers ALWAYS compliment what an incredible guy he is, etc. etc. I know I'm biased, but there losing an incredible asset here.
Eh, fuck 'em.
He's going to be better off, I just know it. I've been telling him that he really really needs to find a day job (his other job was nights). His depression and working nights were NOT mixing well. Besides, his work-starting times were different almost every night (one night he'd started at 7 p.m.; the next he'd start at 1 a.m.). That's just not healthy. And, he's just getting to old for that shit. He needs a nice, normal (whatever passes for normal in construction) DAY job.
So, we're freaking out a little here. My job cannot support us even a little. We have quite a bit of retirement money we can hit up if and when it comes to that (and I'm afraid it probably will). The tax penalty will hurt, but losing the house would hurt more. While sleeping today (I work nights, as well), I dreamt and dreamt about trying to find a large apartment. It was not pleasant. I love this house.
But more than anything, I hate what this job has done to my husband. It's like they've been picking at him bit by bit over the pats year. One minute they want him to take more initiative, then when he does he's being beligerant. Almost all of their employees are young puppies who haven't had any other constructions jobs. Hubby is a grizzled veteran of the business. He needs to work someplace where they don't quote the bible and don't get all huggy-feely with each other. He needs to work on some construction site where the guys all smell and cuss and yell at each other as a way to express affection.
eh. Enough of this.
The company he work(ed) for is so fucking weird. One minute they're all "we want to be like a big family." And the next minute they're laying off long-time devoted employess for what would appear to be no real good reason. (And I'm actually NOT talking about my hubby here). We got a letter in the mail the other day about the company's profit sharing plan and how wonderful things are and "Thank you for the part you played in our success!" was underlined in pen especially for him (I thought). I guess the bossses just sat and underlined that stupid line for everyone.
My favorite part of the letter is where they start quoting bible verses about how and why things are so wonderful with the business. I don't believe in god, but I do believe that if he/she/it exists, he/she/it probably doesn't give a flying fuck about some stupid construction company.
They've been laying off people here and there since he started working for them (2 years ago). Every single one of them was a shock to the employees. Quite a few were very long time employees. They would have these company meetings and try to justify their decisions...the wasy hubby explained these meetings, it always sounded like a lot of excuse making and hemming and hawing to me. And I would always think, "gee, these guys will cut you off at the knees if you look at 'em funny... wonder when will be next?"
Hubby suffers from depression and I know it has caused some productivity issues in the past. But he's sooooo very talented and he's so ridiculously devoted. He's done some incredible work for these guys. Customers ALWAYS compliment what an incredible guy he is, etc. etc. I know I'm biased, but there losing an incredible asset here.
Eh, fuck 'em.
He's going to be better off, I just know it. I've been telling him that he really really needs to find a day job (his other job was nights). His depression and working nights were NOT mixing well. Besides, his work-starting times were different almost every night (one night he'd started at 7 p.m.; the next he'd start at 1 a.m.). That's just not healthy. And, he's just getting to old for that shit. He needs a nice, normal (whatever passes for normal in construction) DAY job.
So, we're freaking out a little here. My job cannot support us even a little. We have quite a bit of retirement money we can hit up if and when it comes to that (and I'm afraid it probably will). The tax penalty will hurt, but losing the house would hurt more. While sleeping today (I work nights, as well), I dreamt and dreamt about trying to find a large apartment. It was not pleasant. I love this house.
But more than anything, I hate what this job has done to my husband. It's like they've been picking at him bit by bit over the pats year. One minute they want him to take more initiative, then when he does he's being beligerant. Almost all of their employees are young puppies who haven't had any other constructions jobs. Hubby is a grizzled veteran of the business. He needs to work someplace where they don't quote the bible and don't get all huggy-feely with each other. He needs to work on some construction site where the guys all smell and cuss and yell at each other as a way to express affection.
eh. Enough of this.