This week was the proverbial Red Wedding Massacre at work.
On Monday 4 people were let go, 2 of whom were 12 hours shy of passing their probation.
By mid-week casualties climbed to 10.
Yesterday the executioner's axe came for me.
I was given the usual corporate double-speak platitudes. It wasn't performance, the company's restructuring, business decision, blah blah blah. I wish these suits followed the ways of the Starks: The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
I'm not shocked even though I should be. Maybe I'm still numb, or hungover. Up until yesterday it was believed the company hired too many people, and needed to trim down the new folks. Now we know, no one is safe.
With my departure, morale at the office is lower than the shadow of a snake. My former team lead said he was sick to his stomach when my name came up. Reception lady actually called me in tears to offer condolences. I must admit somewhere in my shriveled blackened ice-encrusted heart, I'm touched. I hadn't realized I left that much of an impression on people
As for silver linings, at least I don't have to do another week of bloody nightshifts. And unlike so many others, I'm getting 5 weeks of severance pay. Gonna take it easy for a few days, then well, you know the routine.
Employed. Fired. Repeat.
On Monday 4 people were let go, 2 of whom were 12 hours shy of passing their probation.
By mid-week casualties climbed to 10.
Yesterday the executioner's axe came for me.
I was given the usual corporate double-speak platitudes. It wasn't performance, the company's restructuring, business decision, blah blah blah. I wish these suits followed the ways of the Starks: The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword.
I'm not shocked even though I should be. Maybe I'm still numb, or hungover. Up until yesterday it was believed the company hired too many people, and needed to trim down the new folks. Now we know, no one is safe.
With my departure, morale at the office is lower than the shadow of a snake. My former team lead said he was sick to his stomach when my name came up. Reception lady actually called me in tears to offer condolences. I must admit somewhere in my shriveled blackened ice-encrusted heart, I'm touched. I hadn't realized I left that much of an impression on people
As for silver linings, at least I don't have to do another week of bloody nightshifts. And unlike so many others, I'm getting 5 weeks of severance pay. Gonna take it easy for a few days, then well, you know the routine.
Employed. Fired. Repeat.
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