not sure I believe, not sure it matters. Thursday afternoon my boss and her boss pulled me into an office and gave me my walking papers, I was shaking. I asked why a couple times and they couldn’t give me a reason. Seriously, it was just that I was still on probation, and they don’t have to give me a reason. It wasn’t disciplinary. Sign here, hand in your equipment, this had never happened to me like this.
Past two days I’ve been trying to live in this reality. I’m not suicidal about it, at all. Not even that mad. Other people are more mad than I am.
I’m thinking it’s time to get out of this place, and so is my wife, and this is just the powers giving us permission. I’m the music man in our house, I beat the tune of where this house is going, and past six months it’s been survival. Now it’s looking around, talking, interrogating. The road has never looked this free of obstacles, that’s something.
It’s interesting being unfettered again. Uniformed, on the job and having a role I was something, and having that meant I shelved parts of myself. Now though, that part of me is shelved, and all the other parts of me are active. I go through periods where I feel like crying though, those aren’t nice at all.
It’s a dirty rotten thing to do, laying someone off two weeks before Thanksgiving. It’s an awful thing to do, laying someone off after giving them a positive performance review. It’s not the way you treat employees if you want to keep them. However, no one has EVER accused this agency of behaving in a way as if they liked their employees or clients. The day I left I found out they were being sued for abuse, AGAIN.
That’s probably why they couldn’t afford to keep me, having to pay off lawsuits. What a shame such things can’t be prevented. As I said, it doesn’t matter if I believe in fate, it’s baked into the way this thing operates. This is a state and agency unwilling towards change, the election proved it. Sometimes the only thing good people can do is get out. That’s what I’m doing.
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They’re horrible bastards. I’m sorry that this happened to you the way it did, but you do seem optimistic about you’re new freedom. Hope something good lands in your lap soon. Somehow.
1- so how long total did you last at this job?
2- how much did you manage to save up?
3- what are you going to do? you and wife will be looking for a job in another state? are you going to sell the house?
if anything, you’re a survivor. despite your depression, you seem pretty capable. at least to me. i wish i had your ability to move forward.
maybe getting canned at this job is a blessing you’ll discover later. you hated it there. although, yes, it would have been nice to get the boot after the holidays.
on the plus side, you have your wife so you’re not all alone and SOL.
I feel the same. The powers above are currently giving me the green light to end my suffering as it’s just become to much to bear. I just recently came back to this website after 4 years to talk to and hear other people’s stories. Its just time. I feel it. Weeks not months.
that’s horrible, i get the sense that you worked there for quite some time when you talk about it. you seem very intelligent, employers would be lucky to have you. change can be paralysing but also refreshing if it’s the right kind. i wish you luck with the job search.
Merry Christmas, Jay
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1CdMgRPi1E&ab_channel=WIVBTV
Also, dude’s name is Joe Whithey. Thought it was Joe Whitey lol.
(this is a reply to my own comment, which is waiting for approval bc it has a link)
This is your capitalism that you so LOVE you numbnuts. Capitalism is what leads these arseholes to lay ppl off right before the holidays, or give shit pay to workers. Capitalism is why most americans are so damn poor.
I’m sooo sorry dear heartlessviking for this immense pain and most unfortunate layoff, I’m sorry that they did it untimely and unwisely. Do have hope however my dear brother, because as they say: “When one door closes, another opens.”