today, children, i have a scary story to tell you. would you like to hear it? okay, it goes like this:
sometimes you think that things are ok. not ideal, but ok. then one of your bosses decides to leave the company. ok, fine – he has a new family, he has to reassess his priorities. you think, well that is awful, but maybe this is an opportunity to make lemons into lemonade. like maybe things can be worked out.
then two of your close friends get laid off. the only two with actual degrees in their fields. and for awhile you think that even that could be dealt with and hey, they could do a lot better elsewhere anyway, so maybe it’s for the best.
then you get a ‘pep talk’ from your boss where he basically threatens everyone and lets everyone know that there is nothing special about them, they are expendable and he has stacks of resumes from people that would love to take the jobs.
sounds scary doesn’t it? wouldn’t it be wonderful if it were just a story? something self-contained and easily forgotten after the telling is complete?
unfortunately, this is real.
This is all true. I wish it were a dream and I’d wake up with the sun shinning and thoughts of a happy place to go and spend my day at. Alas it tis not. My bubble has been popped and I am yet again hitting the snooze button over and over again trying to delay the inevitable. The fact that I have to go to a shit job that pays shit and give me a whole lot of beneshits. I have to go to this job oh so unwillingly because it’s this or making sandwiches. Mmmm, sandwiches, I think I may go and follow my stomach. It was always smarter than me anyways. This may be my fairwell. Of course I always have been light on the cajones so this is probably a laughable threat. Tomorrow is my last day, it’s up to the idiot, not I.
i can’t believe this is happening.
it used to be such a fun place to work. it used to be a family. i considered myself lucky to be able to work and hang out with all of you.
now i’m afraid to even go in.
oh ian! oh ben! oh no! 🙁
Who knew that Ned Flanders was really the Big Bad Wolf in disguise?
“Every man builds the world in his own image…He has the power to choose, but no power to escape the necessity of choice. If he abdicates his power, he abdicates the status of man, and the grinding chaos of the irrational is what he achieves as his sphere of existence – by his own choice. Whoever preserves a single thought uncorrupted by any concession to the will of others, whoever brings into reality a matchstick or a path of garden made in the image of his though – he, and to that extent, is a man and that extent is the sole measure of his virtue.”
Atlas Shrugged – Ayn Rand
Change. Hard. Current situations are in difficult flux, no doubt, but I still consider myself lucky to be able to create and hang out with all of you.