17th and final move...
...sounds dire, I know. It's actually going to be the heading of my farewell all-staff email. Yep, I'm the first lay-off of the big reorganization! This causes my section to be cut in half. Changes will have to be made regarding records. Kiss e-records goodbye!
And I shall leave, knocking a good deal of the dust from my shoes. No hard feelings, ultimately. It really had nothing to do with me. Being kept a temp for 3 years had nothing to do with me. Being laid off has nothing to do with me.
I'm tired of it having nothing to do with me. It makes me a statistic, a "resource", a thing, not a person. The CFO said, "We had to cut the budget: I'm sorry it was you." That was more than I got from the new and old supervisors. My co-worker is devastated, and that is good. :) He was not always very kind, and I took a lot of downright harassment because of his frustrations with the managers.
It will all be over at 5:00 pm PDT, next Tuesday. I have a ride to take my things home this week, and the rest I'll take care of. The co-worker has been very good to me since he heard about my termination. Which has nothing to do with me, mind.
Wish me luck- I have an application in to the Prosecuting Attorney's office a mile and a half from my house. That means no bus fare. Or if I do take the bus, it's only $2.50 per day instead of $5.00 or so... The pay is 1/4 less than what I make now. That's the bad part. Lack of state income tax will help...
Friends who make 2-3 times what I make tell me I undervalue myself. My only grief about being made to leave is the fact this job paid more than I have ever made. Still not very much, but beggars can't be choosers.
My friends at work are also devastated at losing me and not just because they won't know what to do with their records. It's very gratifying to hear how much they care. I've been feted by one department, will be taken to lunch by my dept, and will be treated to lunch by my former supervisor. Quite a nice thing, and I didn't expect any of it.
I don't know about the job market. I'm asked what I'll do next and I tell them, "Clean house". I want to have a break and if I can afford to do so, I shall.
Things are looking up.
love,
M
And I shall leave, knocking a good deal of the dust from my shoes. No hard feelings, ultimately. It really had nothing to do with me. Being kept a temp for 3 years had nothing to do with me. Being laid off has nothing to do with me.
I'm tired of it having nothing to do with me. It makes me a statistic, a "resource", a thing, not a person. The CFO said, "We had to cut the budget: I'm sorry it was you." That was more than I got from the new and old supervisors. My co-worker is devastated, and that is good. :) He was not always very kind, and I took a lot of downright harassment because of his frustrations with the managers.
It will all be over at 5:00 pm PDT, next Tuesday. I have a ride to take my things home this week, and the rest I'll take care of. The co-worker has been very good to me since he heard about my termination. Which has nothing to do with me, mind.
Wish me luck- I have an application in to the Prosecuting Attorney's office a mile and a half from my house. That means no bus fare. Or if I do take the bus, it's only $2.50 per day instead of $5.00 or so... The pay is 1/4 less than what I make now. That's the bad part. Lack of state income tax will help...
Friends who make 2-3 times what I make tell me I undervalue myself. My only grief about being made to leave is the fact this job paid more than I have ever made. Still not very much, but beggars can't be choosers.
My friends at work are also devastated at losing me and not just because they won't know what to do with their records. It's very gratifying to hear how much they care. I've been feted by one department, will be taken to lunch by my dept, and will be treated to lunch by my former supervisor. Quite a nice thing, and I didn't expect any of it.
I don't know about the job market. I'm asked what I'll do next and I tell them, "Clean house". I want to have a break and if I can afford to do so, I shall.
Things are looking up.
love,
M