Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Well...

Working through the myriad of issues in your life is a large part of what defines you as a person. The reactions, both good and bad, at the point that the issue becomes real is a moment of truth and our experiences in life move us down a path that is often sloped and strewn with obstacles. Then it is just a matter of keeping our balance or stumbling on the impediments in our way.

My problems are my own and I sometimes spill them on the canvas of this blog. Sympathy is not needed and though empathy fits, it doesn’t bring a solution in most cases.

It started on Thursday morning last week. It was a typical day at work except for closed door meetings with employees on an individual basis. And being a small company, work got out fast that one of the customer service people was getting let go. Them it was a production employee followed by some job responsibilities being moved around. It looked like everyone was meeting with the bosses and everyone was on edge.

I went into the office with the General Manager and the President like I have a million times before. The conversation started with what had happened to this point and what some of the changes meant to me. Then they let me know I was going to be moved to part time starting the next Monday…two days ago.

I took it about as well as I could. I don’t really understand how I can be a manager and be part time but whatever. It wasn’t a total surprise that things were happening but it was a surprise that it hit me. They gave me the rest of the day off to think about the offer, ironic considering they are trying to save money, and I left a little while later to think about my options.

I basically got fucked. I lost my insurance and 40% of my pay. I am expected to do everything I did before and I might have made more money on unemployment when you look at the gas savings. I write this today as two other employees fly to a customers place for a meeting which pisses me off even more.

So that’s my life in a nut shell right now.

Merry Fucking Christmas.

3 comments:

Riggstad said...

All I need is an address and a short description of their appearance.

This really sucks, and I fear, or am sad rather, knowing that there will be more and more of these posts coming from our community.

You are right though in stating that past experiences shape who we are. In your case, it's called character. Integrity. Courage.

The timing sucks, and you may feel abandoned, and, well, as you put it, fucked.

But guys like you always seem to come out on the better end of the stick. I have no worries for you, but you I do feel your pain.

Anything I can do... don't hesitate.

BamBam said...

You have my sympathy, want it or need it, it doesn't really matter. It's there just the same.

Like my brudder up there---^ said, I also picture you coming out of this in one piece.

Take care of yourself and take it one step at a time. What exactly I can do, I do not know. But you should know that you can always ask.

Memphis MOJO said...

Wow, that's terrible. Sorry to hear it.