Two posts in one day. You know what this means. Something extraordinary.
If you haven't read the first post yet, please scroll down and come back. It will be way more fun to read about the serene state of mind I was in this morning and then come back to read the bile that I'm about to spew into the blogosphere after.
That 9am meeting wasn't to officially tell all of us about the Temp situation like I originally thought. It was to tell us that there isn't enough work and we will actually be laid off effective August 13th, not September 30th.
This is exactly the reason why I am a pessimist. When you get caught up in all the good things, when you tell yourself that things will work out, when you have a plan in place to deal with the eventualities of September 30th, yuo invariably get f*cked. The best laid plans and all that. Something about life messing up plans.
The Universe doesn't like plans. It likes to mess with plans.
So do the people I work for.
The work ran out? The work ran out? After you spent weeks cracking the whip, telling us we needed to work harder and faster? That there was lots to do, the work just ran out? Thanks for all our hard work? Our hard work, at your hands, is the reason we are now moving up our exits.
I'm really confused you guys. I have no idea how to feel about this. I looked it up and they are totally within their rights to do what they did. I'm only entitled to 2 weeks' notice anyway and if they run out of work like they have, then they are totally allowed to change the "termination" date. FYI I really don't like that word, termination.
On the one hand, I'm thrilled that I don't have to wait until the end of September to walk away from this place forever. I at least have some kind of heads up, as opposed to the unfortunate Temps. On the other though, I had a plan that revolved around September 30th. I counted on regular income until then, and then counted on severance coming in. I haven't been unemployed in years. I just got a mortgage. So yeah, I'm a little bit terrified.
And can we also please talk about how they handled this? First thing on a Friday morning they tell us? On the Friday of a long weekend? Really? An excellent way to ruin my weekend since I am of the obsessive personality. Now everything I do all weekend is going to come back to this moment, will be tainted with what I feel right now.
Would be great if my hands would stop shaking too. I can feel that a migraine will most likely join me later today. Am bewildered. Bewildered is a good word for what I feel right now. I'm one of those people that stress like this manifests itself in physically. I need to leave this office. I can't get anything done today.
I need someone to talk me down.