laid off, part ii
In trying to express my feelings about my misadventure, I finally decide I should just type about it, rather than ponder over these events of today and figure out who else to call to let them know about it. This almost feels like a funeral, the way the phone calls have been going:
�Excuse me, my job just died so I figured I�d let you know�..yeah, it was pretty sudden… 4 years�I know, I�m just as shocked as you are�.well, we�re not asking for much, but if you could pay my bills for the next year, I�d really appreciate it�.� Ech.
This morning�s dreaded conversation was pretty brief and to the point. There were no security guards waiting for me, my manager didn�t have a can of mace, and he actually gave me some really good insight on where to find my next new job so I wasn�t disappointed. By the time the �meeting� was over, it was 9:30, I had gotten my last (free!) can of Nestea, a handshake, and documents to think about over the week and sign in order to receive a severance package. I was in my car making my phone calls to friends, who can no longer be referred to as my �work buddies�. Sigh.
I felt like going for lunch, but then figured I would be fine with cheese toast until I figured out what I was going to do with the rest of my day. So what did I do next when I get home? I had absolutely no clue. I hadn�t updated my resume in almost four years, so when I got home and started making phone calls to headhunters, their response to my situation was, well, immediate. �Sorry to hear that. Why don�t you send us your updated resume to us. Right. About. Now.� In my flurry of activity of sending this to them, I also fielded other calls from comrades who pieced together a list of people who also had exit interviews today. It felt good to not be the only one getting laid off. (Well, not really, but I thought I’d say that anyway….)
So tomorrow�s adventure? More of the same. I get to have lots of phone interviews, lots of other phone conversations, and piece myself together for the family reunion happening this weekend�.oh yeah, the family reunion�wonder how those conversations are going to turn out�