No one is indispensable
Originally posted by furryroadster at No one is indispensable
So, after pulling myself together at the weekend and promising myself to cheer up and not be so grumpy, I find out from the temp this morning that I’m apparently leaving today. WTF? Called hurriedly into a meeting with HR and the cowardly boss, I was told that for the sake of my happiness it is best that I leave NCVO early, without finishing my notice, at the END OF THE DAY.
Now after giving up 3.5 years of my life to this organisation and working my fingers to the bone on many an occasion, I was a little shocked at the abruptness, harshness, downright cruelty being offered to me. And let’s face it; it wasn’t really an offer, more a requirement.
And my reaction? Well, to start with I could say nothing and then I went all incoherent. HR started shouting at me at one point saying that it was me that had resigned. I remember standing for quite a lot of the conversation. I swore a lot. Then I did my usual - slamming the door and running to the toilet cubicle for shelter.
On the previous occasion of locking myself in the toilets, HR visited twice and a few female colleagues. This time only my team mate just back from honeymoon came to find me. She asked if I needed a hug. That just made me cry more. She went and got all my things from my desk. On her return, she started crying at how shit this all was. We cried together in those poxy bloody toilets.
So why my eviction? Well apparently, my request for “she who got the job” to know about the sensitive situation was turned down. According to HR, it was a case of 6 or 2 3’s. She could be told and then feel uncomfortable. Or they could say nothing, and I just remain uncomfortable. They opted to support her and not me. After 3.5 years service, I became the 2 3’s. How did that happen?
How can an organisation fail me so badly? How can an organisation that has known me for that long hang me out to dry just like that? Well, apparently, when I resigned and I lost all support from the organisation. Seeing as it was my decision to leave (it had nothing to do with the organisation at all!), this was what they could do.
What pisses me most off was that they made a decision without conferring with me. They didn’t once ask how I would feel about it. It was a blatant case of bullying. It occurs to me now that they didn’t actually give a shit about me because I was leaving anyway but they had to protect their precious new person.
They of course tried to wrap up the shit in shiny paper. “We can’t have you crying every day at work”. “Your happiness is important”. But what they failed to recognise was the one thing that made me happy was doing my job and doing it well. So in actually fact they were robbing me of my happiness (happy to report this is not the only happiness in my life)
Yes, they were right. I did hate being there but not because of my team, or my work. I hated being there because my boss turned into a fucking coward, hiding behind HR and not being honest with me or the team.
I feel so fucked over it’s unbelievable. I want to hire an employment lawyer and take them to the cleaners for making me feel so utterly shit. But not sure I really have a case for much - well maybe being told by the temp I was leaving today is grounds for some kind of cruelty.
Worst part is I didn’t get to say goodbye to all my team mates and colleagues. I had to walk out on my own, trying to keep my head held high. I got as far as the reception desk and got a kind of standing ovation (in the form of hugs, kisses and tissues) from the Receptionists. I of course cried.
Everyone keeps saying on Facebook, “it’s their loss” and yes it is but it doesn’t make me feel any better. It doesn’t take away the fact that they didn’t want me there anymore and pulled ranked to get rid of me.
I’ve learnt one thing from today. No one is indispensable - certainly not me.
So, after pulling myself together at the weekend and promising myself to cheer up and not be so grumpy, I find out from the temp this morning that I’m apparently leaving today. WTF? Called hurriedly into a meeting with HR and the cowardly boss, I was told that for the sake of my happiness it is best that I leave NCVO early, without finishing my notice, at the END OF THE DAY.
Now after giving up 3.5 years of my life to this organisation and working my fingers to the bone on many an occasion, I was a little shocked at the abruptness, harshness, downright cruelty being offered to me. And let’s face it; it wasn’t really an offer, more a requirement.
And my reaction? Well, to start with I could say nothing and then I went all incoherent. HR started shouting at me at one point saying that it was me that had resigned. I remember standing for quite a lot of the conversation. I swore a lot. Then I did my usual - slamming the door and running to the toilet cubicle for shelter.
On the previous occasion of locking myself in the toilets, HR visited twice and a few female colleagues. This time only my team mate just back from honeymoon came to find me. She asked if I needed a hug. That just made me cry more. She went and got all my things from my desk. On her return, she started crying at how shit this all was. We cried together in those poxy bloody toilets.
So why my eviction? Well apparently, my request for “she who got the job” to know about the sensitive situation was turned down. According to HR, it was a case of 6 or 2 3’s. She could be told and then feel uncomfortable. Or they could say nothing, and I just remain uncomfortable. They opted to support her and not me. After 3.5 years service, I became the 2 3’s. How did that happen?
How can an organisation fail me so badly? How can an organisation that has known me for that long hang me out to dry just like that? Well, apparently, when I resigned and I lost all support from the organisation. Seeing as it was my decision to leave (it had nothing to do with the organisation at all!), this was what they could do.
What pisses me most off was that they made a decision without conferring with me. They didn’t once ask how I would feel about it. It was a blatant case of bullying. It occurs to me now that they didn’t actually give a shit about me because I was leaving anyway but they had to protect their precious new person.
They of course tried to wrap up the shit in shiny paper. “We can’t have you crying every day at work”. “Your happiness is important”. But what they failed to recognise was the one thing that made me happy was doing my job and doing it well. So in actually fact they were robbing me of my happiness (happy to report this is not the only happiness in my life)
Yes, they were right. I did hate being there but not because of my team, or my work. I hated being there because my boss turned into a fucking coward, hiding behind HR and not being honest with me or the team.
I feel so fucked over it’s unbelievable. I want to hire an employment lawyer and take them to the cleaners for making me feel so utterly shit. But not sure I really have a case for much - well maybe being told by the temp I was leaving today is grounds for some kind of cruelty.
Worst part is I didn’t get to say goodbye to all my team mates and colleagues. I had to walk out on my own, trying to keep my head held high. I got as far as the reception desk and got a kind of standing ovation (in the form of hugs, kisses and tissues) from the Receptionists. I of course cried.
Everyone keeps saying on Facebook, “it’s their loss” and yes it is but it doesn’t make me feel any better. It doesn’t take away the fact that they didn’t want me there anymore and pulled ranked to get rid of me.
I’ve learnt one thing from today. No one is indispensable - certainly not me.