Real Life Creeps In
So, I guess this isn't really a book blog-style post, but real life creeps in sometimes.
I was laid off from my job of nearly 6 years on January 31. And, it came as a complete shock. Now, I consider myself as pretty good at reading people and situations, I shouldn't have been, and on some level, I wasn't surprised. Without breaking my confidentiality agreement which would render my severance agreement null, the duties of my position were moved to an office overseas. Which makes sense, because why pay US wages when you could pay developing nation wages to someone already on staff.
If no one has ever referred to you as "redundant," and then told you that you are "eliminated," consider yourself fortunate. Especially if that someone had, within the last 2 weeks, assured you that you would not lose your job when operations because to transfer overseas. Because that would sting most of all. Until that person tells you that your health insurance coverage ends at midnight. Because you also have a toddler with a double-ear infection and a prescription that you have then call the pharmacy and beg them to fill early.
You know those break-ups when you know that the other person isn't being honest and that if you could just get a straight answer from them, then you'd have closure? That's what this feels like. If someone had just been honest with me or let me know ahead of time, then I think I would feel less sad.
I'm also sort of mad at myself, and I don't know where to put that. I mean, when I was called into the meeting, I saw paperwork on the table, and I thought - "Oh good, I'm finally getting the raise that I deserve." That was a huge slap in the face (ego).
I fully realize that my situation is not as dire as others who have been laid off without warning. I am receiving severance pay, and we were able to immediately switch to my husband's company's health insurance.
Still, it doesn't feel good, and it is kind of scary to be job hunting in my late 30s. But, it has been refreshing to take a little break and regroup. Instead of wondering what's out there, I can actively explore. And, I can read a little more...which really is wonderful.
I was laid off from my job of nearly 6 years on January 31. And, it came as a complete shock. Now, I consider myself as pretty good at reading people and situations, I shouldn't have been, and on some level, I wasn't surprised. Without breaking my confidentiality agreement which would render my severance agreement null, the duties of my position were moved to an office overseas. Which makes sense, because why pay US wages when you could pay developing nation wages to someone already on staff.
If no one has ever referred to you as "redundant," and then told you that you are "eliminated," consider yourself fortunate. Especially if that someone had, within the last 2 weeks, assured you that you would not lose your job when operations because to transfer overseas. Because that would sting most of all. Until that person tells you that your health insurance coverage ends at midnight. Because you also have a toddler with a double-ear infection and a prescription that you have then call the pharmacy and beg them to fill early.
You know those break-ups when you know that the other person isn't being honest and that if you could just get a straight answer from them, then you'd have closure? That's what this feels like. If someone had just been honest with me or let me know ahead of time, then I think I would feel less sad.
I'm also sort of mad at myself, and I don't know where to put that. I mean, when I was called into the meeting, I saw paperwork on the table, and I thought - "Oh good, I'm finally getting the raise that I deserve." That was a huge slap in the face (ego).
I fully realize that my situation is not as dire as others who have been laid off without warning. I am receiving severance pay, and we were able to immediately switch to my husband's company's health insurance.
Still, it doesn't feel good, and it is kind of scary to be job hunting in my late 30s. But, it has been refreshing to take a little break and regroup. Instead of wondering what's out there, I can actively explore. And, I can read a little more...which really is wonderful.
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